Lyrics:
multiple basehit, runs batted in
Still break the bat over my quad like Bo Jackson
And my movement's accurate like mo-cap is
And I write between the rhythms
looking back on the past
It's about new beginnings
I might be trailing
From behind but I'm still in it
Got to run my race
I'm coming for the pennant
Runs
off I'm the King of swing
Another score for the board a run Batted in I wanna know how I look When I'm wearing Your skin
When they saw it most gruesome
judge him by wins
Care more about hits than the runs batted in
You gotta play the hand you're dealt in the clubhouse
And quitters never really lose
In
to mention at bat
Don't be surprised when you see
The runs he batted in
When the pressure was stacked
His confidence quiet knowing
Females would notice
Reppin'
a Babe Ruth, the bat
I batted the bat (batted the bat)
Two hoes attached, call them Siamese cats (Siamese twins)
I do all stunts, I kick like a football
out the tub of Ace
I was never in love with the Wraith
Got a new Panamera on the way
Went to Pluto, beyond with my cape
Can't run when the drum in
bite him on the leg he never batted an eye
Then he said get a taste of that blood crawl out there and die
They locked him in the security cell in Baton
dumped me (fool, I dumped me, cuttin' a check)
God in the hood, I run it (I run it)
Name it, I done it (I done it, yeah)
Lil' nigga ain't know
We in the cabin playing backgammon
Gorilla monster slam this ? messiah try us you will die son
Green medicine blow veterans
Run an Adidas store
bite him on the leg he never batted an eye
Then he said get a taste of that blood crawl out there and die
They locked him in the security cell in Baton
Something fatal and make New Jersey trade you
You don't got game
So niggas don't playa hate you
Come back to Brooklyn, the ya G's gone
Chase you up, batted in
Intro:
I am the one that breaks death, and dirty girls,
I am the future, the destroyer of your worlds.
I am the one in your colossal sky,
I am you
Big Mo (Mo)
Pull up to the venue, suit and tie, we dem guys (Guys)
Sneak dissers quiet xause we take it in blood like Nas (Brrr boom)
God body, all
a habit
Bussing that bitch with passion
All headshots I'm accurate
Gang lil bitch what's cracking
Webbie lil bitch what's happening
Run in yo place I'm
hah.. yo yo
[Verse]
Now all my gangstas and my hustlers stacking bucks get up
My trainees in West Indies in the cut get up!
Lick off a shot if you're
magic with the stove
Paper long
Flower strong
Me and broke boys
We don't get along
Stayin' lit
Till the sun up
Shorty murkin' for a Birkin
Tell 'em run
stop hitting my phone
Switched up my number now leave me alone
Man its five in the morning and swear we was run-in
The Police was coming my bag had
Look out baby, it's the Kerosene Man
Me and Mickey Mantle and Stan the Man
Were talking about a kid we couldn't understand
He batted .360 in
time you told me
You would run that pack up
What about that time you told me
You would never act up
You full of shit I'm off
So niggas better catch up
Hold on
Yeah, hold on
Hey
Hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
What
What
Hey
Hey
Christian Dior feet's what I'm stepping
NLYB is what I'm repping'
Woke up in
be lying
Man these bitches be lying
With batted eyes make me sigh and
But I'll be damned, in hell frying
New bitches falling from sky man
They think
you will run
So run run as fast as you canyon can catch me cause
I'm in the Masters hand
So run run as fast as you canyon can catch me cause
I'm in
you will run
So run run as fast as you canyon can catch me cause
I'm in the Masters hand
So run run as fast as you canyon can catch me cause
I'm in
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