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
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 don't fry in the kitchen
don't burn on the grill (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

I'm the first to
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot
a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv what
I put my mack down, she a curve ball
She owed Milli that herb and some Llly-bone
She 'em, Optimo
First base, god like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second base rhyme
Sitting strong, skipped third and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand what the bong
What the wrong, with this world today
With these girls today, diamonds and the way
You fucking with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big

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

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

I say the fish fry in the kitchen
Beans burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of
to get up that hill
I said but now up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our at bat
And just as as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't wrong with that, batter up

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

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

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