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[Sports personalities]
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Welcome ladies and gentlemen
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This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV
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This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
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(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah yeah
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We got a crowd that's in a frenzy Bob
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Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game
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[Stadium announcer]
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And now.. please rise for the singing of our national anthem
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Hook: (paraphrasing "The Jeffersons")
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I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen
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Beans don't burn on the grill (that's right)
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It took a whole lot of tah-ryin
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Just to get up that hill
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I said but now we're up in the BIG LEAGUES
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My dirty it's our turn at bat
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And just as long as we livin, it's Lunatics playa
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It ain't nuttin wrong with that, huh - batter up
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[St. Lunatics]
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I'm the first to swing
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I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
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Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
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Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what
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I put my mack down, she throw a curve ball
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She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone
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She tip-top 'em, Optimo
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First base, god livin like a worst race
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First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
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Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
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It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme
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Sittin strong, skipped third base and headed home
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Third baseman just don't understand baby what the bong
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What the fuck wrong, with this world today
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With these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
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You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
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Now you stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league
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Cause we's be in the big leauge
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Hook
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[Nelly]
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Well you should see me now, I'm eatin Wheaties now
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I'm stealin second and third and lookin home peepin greedy now
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See me now, people call me speedy now
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Known for runnin the quickest miles
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hit and run in any town, any ground
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Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
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And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it
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Ain't no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thang
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If I stick with my dick then put your mouth on my brains
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I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here
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A sucka in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
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From the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
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Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get down
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Hook
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[Sports personalities]
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Well uhh this next young batter on deck
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He's still in high school (yeah I heard that)
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(It's a great day though)
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A good high school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
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(I think his name's umm, who knows..
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Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin)
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[Murphey Lee]
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I want my name not, not said but screamed
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I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
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I'm like Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
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You can tell cause my L angle 90 degrees
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I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
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Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mill'
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I lie little but still, talk straight up like motto
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I could tell you somethin now, you think twice about it tomorrow
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I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when rappin
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Money, money, money, money what's happenin
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I'm comin up like family members in basements, and I stay bent
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Make a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me
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And the 'tic is who I came with
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You know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do
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Hook
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[Sports personalities ad libbing]
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Batter Up
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| Nelly f/ St. Lunatics |
