Luyện nghe bài hát Up (Remix)

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

And now, please rise for the singing of our anthem

I say the fish don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It a whole 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 as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong that, batter up

I'm the to swing
Home run with that 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 curve
She owed Milli smoked that herb and some
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god living like a worst
First chase, yo' people and yo' kind
lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's time, second base wisdom rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped third and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand what the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this world
With these girls today, diamonds and the way
You wasn't fucking with me, leave, for the wrap in my seed
Now you stays on yo cause we's be in the big league
Cause be in the big league

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 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 with that, up

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

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

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

I want my not, not said but screamed
I went from to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell my L angle 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, skills
Swear to the real, the whole real to make a mill'
I lie little but still, straight up like motto
I could tell you now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets than file cabinets when rapping
Money, money, money, what's happening
I'm coming up like family members in basements, and I 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 don't fry in the
don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
Just to get up hill
I but now we're up in the big leagues
My it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's player
It ain't nothing wrong with that, up