Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

Welcome and gentlemen
is Mark, oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob
(Hey hey guys) yeah yeah
We got a crowd that's in a Bob
go down to the announcers for the start of the game

And now, please rise for the of our national anthem

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up

I'm the to swing
run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and holla what
I put my mack down, she throw a ball
She owed Milli smoked that and some Llly-bone
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god living like a race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo'
Second lesson, that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, base wisdom rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped third base and headed
Third baseman just don't understand baby the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this today
With these today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fucking with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my
Now you stays on yo cause we's be in the big league
Cause be in the big league

I say the don't fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

Well you should see me now, I'm Wheaties now
I'm stealing second and third and looking home peeping now
See me now, call me speedy now
Known for running the quickest
hit and run in any town, any
Rules I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, it
no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thing
If I think with my dick put your mouth on my brain
I through the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucker in fear, hear the and the cheers
From the crowd I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the on the ground and make 'em get down

I say the fish don't fry in the
Beans don't on the grill (that's right)
It took a lot of trying
Just to get up that
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing with that, batter up

this next young batter on deck
He's still in school (yeah I heard that)
(It's a day though)
A good school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his umm, who knows,
Lee or something)

I want my not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I in it since, ninety-three
You can cause my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole to make a mill'
I lie little but still, talk up like motto
I could tell you something now, you think about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, money happening
I'm coming up family members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who I came
You how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the (that's right)
It a whole lot of trying
to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It nothing wrong with that, batter up