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In pitch black winter air
You could feel a draft
When the shutter door was left
Unlatched the night before
Pouring in from the octagon windows

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Chartbuster Karaoke: Kenny Rogers, Vol. 1 [2004]

2004

and his mama calls
Little boy starts home with his bat and ball
Says I am the greatest that is a fact
But even I didn't know I could pitch like that

He

pitch black corner of my mind
The desire that I will serve to reveal myself and drag my halo from the mud

For so long I've been trying to hide
Failing

The home of the Cubs
Come on and pitch your worries away
Come out to Wrigley Field
The home of the Cubs
Your cares’ll fly right over the wall
You strike out

there, don't let your soul go now
I don't even need a plate, I keep my feet on the ground
This my pitch, I keep my feet on the mound
Same shit in my head

that shit pitch black
Nigga keep tryna beef I go rack for rack
I got on (yeah), all black
That include everything like my backpack
I got a shooter he

mène
L'immeuble est plus gris qu'avant
Je lui dit que c'est ma comète
J'ai mis du pitch sur la voice, elle croit que je lui parle en vrai.
un putain de

pitch 
I got bitches looking at me with the stars 
They don’t even know shit but a drink at the bar 
When I burn them making sure it’s more than a char

the battle plans, hardcore tactics
Magic in the pitch blackness, pure madness
More practice or maybe take a step back
Nothing wrong with ducking off a bit

that

Dig that, pitch that, watch me as I flip that

Repping for my self again, I'm going harder this year

Dreams on my vision board, can't go to sleep

at a time we're thrown into the fire
Through the pitch black ceiling like a knife it splits the sky
We fall to our knees in disbelief and some pray
Our time

I'm running out of time
To make it onto Forbes
30 Under 30
I wasn't born rich
I don't know how to pitch
And my business dealings ain't dirty
But if

Like a scratch I just can’t itch
Like a ball I just can’t pitch
When you tell me to 

Take it easy
You know not what you do
Why you gotta tease me
What

destined for the fame,
Camavinga on the pitch, he's playing his game.
A midfield maestro, with feet so quick,
Opponents in a maze, they're caught in a slick

Left field’s a hay bale, right field’s a stump
Don’t need no bases, don’t need an ump 
Pop ups and grounders from the top to the bottom
First pitch

a million things that I should've done
And though every thought brings me back to one, nothing brings you back

Call my name again in this pitch black

a cold coldie creature

Maybe peachy peachy pop

da feel good

As long as you deny

it's all about this Pitch and Putt

Ah! You'd better be watching

Ah!

from the sky!

Evade!
Pull through!
Engage!  Locked on...FOX 2!
And break!
Roll through!
Pitch up! Tone Lock... FOX 2!

And break!
Roll through!
Pitch

the iPhone X, complex
Who's got next?
Oh, it's me
Well I'm comin' wit it so come and get it if you wanna come pitch it then come pitch it I'm up to bat
Always

strength is limitless

Separating the elements was the greatest mistake
Gravity will bring it all together

White circle on a black plane
Into pitch dark

Thinkin bout the good things
Everytime i look back
Sick of the fake shit
Im not gonna look back
Darkness pitch black
Gotta take it out now
Slapping

the field I sprint with it
Thinking quick
For my pitch
Bitch It might just throw a fit
Bitch I might just
Grab the opposition by the necks
They not

Welcome me
My insanity
Welcome me
My insanity
I have embraced the dark
And there's no coming back
There are no shades of grey
It's all pitch fucking

сколько вокруг людей
Я, pull up кричу этой bitch (bitch)
На неё планы for rich (for rich)
На моих глазах ща pitch (pitch)
Мы тебя можем состричь (окей)
И ты