Witamy panie i panowie
To jest Mark… oh-Who-gives-a-fuck z ’93 TV
To jest mój współgospodarz, Bob Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah yeah
Mamy tłum, który jest w szale Bob
Zejdźmy do spikerów
na początek meczu
*Stadium announcer*
A teraz. prosimy o powstanie dla odśpiewania
naszego hymnu narodowego
*parafrazując „The Jeffersons „*(Chorus)
I say the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
Beans don’t burn on the grill (that’s right)
It took a whole lot of tah-ryin
Just to get up that hill
I said but now we’re up in the BIG LEAGUES
My dirty it’s our turn at bat
And just as long as we livin,
To Lunatics playa
It ain’t nuttin wrong with that,
huh – batter up
Ali-
I’m the first to swing
Home run with that
give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
fuck a dub, smoke an unce, show me love
Hit the club, ja i T-Luv holla what
I put my mack down, she threw a curve ball
She all almost smoked
that herb that’s some Nelly-bo
She tip-top ’em, Optimo
First base, God livin’ like a worst race
First chase, throw yo’ people and yo’ kind
Second lesson,
smoke that herb and clear yo’ mind
It’s about time, second base wisdom rhyme
Hittin strong,
skipped third base and headed home
Third baseman just don’t understand
baby with the bong
What the fuck wrong,
with this world today
With these girls today,
diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn’t fuckin with me, leave,
for the wrap that’s in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees
cause we’s be in the big league
Cause we’s be in the big leauge
Chorus
Fish don’t fry in the kitchen
Beans don’t burn on the grill
Took a whole lot of tah-ryin
Just to get up that hill
Said now were up in the big leagues
My dirrty it our turn at bat
And just as long as we livin
Its Lunatics Playa
IT ain’t nothin wrong with that ahhh
Batter Up
Nelly-
Well you should see me now,
Jedzę Wheaties teraz
Kradnę drugie i trzecie
i szukam domu, by stać się chciwym teraz
Zobacz mnie teraz, ludzie nazywają mnie szybkim teraz
Znany z biegania najszybszych mil
w każdym mieście, w każdym terenie
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it,
lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it,
(yeah) fuckin, lick it
Ain’t no shame in my game,
put your mouth on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere,
what we got here
A sucka in fear,
Uderzę piłkę na ziemię
i sprawię, że zejdą na ziemię
(na ziemię)
Chorus
*Sportowe osobowości*
Cóż Bob, ten następny młody pałkarz na pokładzie
Jest jeszcze w liceum (tak, słyszałem to)
(To jednak wielki dzień)
Dobre liceum
w U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(Myślę, że jego imię to umm, kto wie.
Mur-uhh, Murphy Lee or somethin)
Murphy Lee-
I want my name not,
not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams,
dreams to bigger things
I’m like Bennett
I been in it since, dziewięćdziesiąt trzy
You can tell cause my L angle 90 degrees
I’m sixteen year-old school boy,
platinum skills
Suear to tell the real,
the whole real to make a mill’
I lie little but still,
talk straight up like motto
I could tell you somethin now,Obiecuję, że sięgnę głębiej
niż szafki na akta, kiedy rapuję
wat wat
Money, money, money, money,
money was happenin
I’m comin up like family members
in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with,
buy a building you can pay me
A the 'tic is who I came with
You know how we do, we do,
we do, we do, we do, we do
Chorus
Oh my God Bob did you see the game?
Bob, Bob, Bob co ty robisz patrząc w niebo Bob?
Its a great fucken day
Oh shit Bob are you on drugs?
Naw naw im not on drugs
Bob Bob spójrz na mnie Bob
shut up lets stay on the topic
I did think it was a great game today
You missed a great game Bob
That that that first guy I really liked him
He hit it out of the park
The second guy I liked him too
He was moving around the bases