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Jay Bell

Jay Stuart Bell (born December 11, 1965) is an American former Major League Baseball shortstop and former manager of the Rocket City Trash Pandas of the Southern League. He played for the Cleveland Indians (1986–88), Pittsburgh Pirates (1989–96), Kansas City Royals (1997), Arizona Diamondbacks (1998–2002) and New York Mets (2003). He was the bench coach for the Cincinnati Reds, and was the bench coach for the New Zealand national baseball team that competed in the 2013 World Baseball Classic. more »

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Kept it real from the start, never finished
Got a few in the car, but it's hidden
Hit the spot up with all of my menaces
I got friends with a whole lotta benefits
And I came to beat all the statistics
Hit a lick, hit the mall when I'm finished
You with me, cover all the expenses
I know love/I know war, what's your interest?
Run it up yeah we all into fitness
Lotta smoke - not just part of my image
I don't know how I thought what I'm thinking
Help myself with my hardest decisions
Can you see it, it's all in the vision
Gotta do different, you want something different
Everything that I want is expensive
All of us yeah we all from the trenches
Lotta smoke not a joke or a gimmick
Keep it real so please don't get offended
Be foreal keep your nose out my business
Money/bitches - got both in attendance
Like a dog with a bone with the digits
On the road ain't been home in a minute
Wash the dirty payments, make it legit
Bet before I leave, I'm a leave a inprint
Trench baby - downtown Toronto with a vixen
Downtown Montreal - mwah - french kissing
Love don't live here no more, got evicted
My whole story non-fiction
I don't know how to act, that's non-scripted
God gifted, on a mission
More life, more death - I'm conflicted
Kept it real from the start, never finished
Got a few in the car, but it's hidden
Hit the spot up with all of my menaces
I got friends with a whole lotta benefits
And I came to beat all the statistics
Hit a lick, hit the mall when I'm finished
You with me, cover all the expenses
I know love/I know war, what's your interest?
Run it up yeah we all into fitness
Lotta smoke - not just part of my image
I don't know how I thought what I'm thinking
Help myself with my hardest decisions
Can you see it, it's all in the vision
Gotta do different, you want something different
Everything that I want is expensive
All of us yeah we all from the trenches
Notice me I'm from the ugly
One shot and you can get duppy'd
One thing I know I don't trust these
Keep all that f*ck shit from 'round me
Get in my - get in my bag they say that nigga different
Niggas talk crazy let's be realistic
F*ck what they say and they heard, he a dimwit
Skeezer, yelling that hoe is a diva
She do whatever I say
Too lit on a regular day
Girl yeah you know my body
We ain't even like to party
I don't even like to dance
10 bands on a chain - blow away
Calling ya bitch, leave my hoe away
Get a new bitch, throw my hoe away
Telling that bitch she a throwaway
Throw - throwaway
Fucking that bitch throw her throat away
But you know how the game goes
You spend some to make more
Kept it real from the start, never finished
Got a few in the car, but it's hidden
Hit the spot up with all of my menaces
I got friends with a whole lotta benefits
And I came to beat all the statistics
Hit a lick, hit the mall when I'm finished
You with me, cover all the expenses
I know love/I know war, what's your interest?
Run it up yeah we all into fitness
Lotta smoke - not just part of my image
I don't know how I thought what I'm thinking
Help myself with my hardest decisions
Can you see it, it's all in the vision
Gotta do different, you want something different
Everything that I want is expensive
All of us yeah we all from the trenches

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