| Song | Just a Friendly Game of Baseball |
| Artist | Main Source |
| Album | Breaking Atoms |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McKenzie, McKenzie, Mitchell | |
| Aww shit, another young brother hit | |
| I better go over my man's crib and get the pump | |
| Cause to the cops, shootin brothers is like playin baseball | |
| And they're never in a slump | |
| I guess when they shoot up a crew, it's a grand slam | |
| And when it's one, it's a home run | |
| But I'ma be ready with a wild pitch | |
| My finger got a bad twitch, plus I'm on the switch | |
| Aide, and step up to the batter's box | |
| Fuck red and white, I got on Black Sox | |
| But let him shoot a person from the White Sox | |
| What's the call? Foul ball! | |
| Babe Ruth woulda made a good cop, but he didn't | |
| Instead he was a bigot, dig it | |
| My life is valuable and I protect it like a gem | |
| Instead of cops gettin me I'm goin out shootin them | |
| And let em cough up blood like phlegm | |
| It's grim, but dead is my antonym | |
| And legally they can't take a fall | |
| Yo check it out it's just a friendly game of baseball | |
| R.B.I. - real bad injury | |
| But don't get happy you're in jail for a century | |
| Just as bad as bein shot in the groin | |
| To see who'll shoot ya, they'll flip a coin | |
| And watch him run for the stretch | |
| But you don't know the man is at home waitin to make the catch | |
| So the outfielder guns you down | |
| You're out, off to the dugout, underground | |
| I know a cop that's savage, his pockets stay green like cabbage | |
| Cause he has a good batting average | |
| No questions, just pulls out the flamer | |
| And his excuses get lamer | |
| Once a brother tried to take a leave | |
| But they shot him in his face sayin he was tryin to steal a base | |
| And people watch the news for coverage on the game | |
| Hmm, and got the nerve to complain | |
| They need to get themselves a front row seat | |
| Or sink a baseline for a beat | |
| Cause television just ain't designed for precision y'all | |
| It's just a friendly game of baseball | |
| A kid caught on, but I don't know where the brother went | |
| The umpires are the government | |
| I guess they took him out the game, and replace him with a pinch-hitter | |
| In the scam he was a quitter | |
| So the cops usually torment, I mean tournament | |
| Win em I was sayin | |
| You can't let the umpires, hear ya speak and battle | |
| like the other kid you won't be playin | |
| Cause they'll beat you til your ass drop | |
| A walking gun with a shell in his hand is their mascot | |
| And when they walk around let it be known to step lightly | |
| The bases are loaded | |
| My man got out from three strikes in the skull | |
| But the knife he was carrying was dull | |
| Instead of innings, we have endings | |
| What a fine way to win things | |
| And hot-dog vendors have fun | |
| Sellin you the cat rat and dog on a bun | |
| And when you ask what is all of this called? | |
| It's just a friendly game of baseball |
| zuo ci : McKenzie, McKenzie, Mitchell | |
| Aww shit, another young brother hit | |
| I better go over my man' s crib and get the pump | |
| Cause to the cops, shootin brothers is like playin baseball | |
| And they' re never in a slump | |
| I guess when they shoot up a crew, it' s a grand slam | |
| And when it' s one, it' s a home run | |
| But I' ma be ready with a wild pitch | |
| My finger got a bad twitch, plus I' m on the switch | |
| Aide, and step up to the batter' s box | |
| Fuck red and white, I got on Black Sox | |
| But let him shoot a person from the White Sox | |
| What' s the call? Foul ball! | |
| Babe Ruth woulda made a good cop, but he didn' t | |
| Instead he was a bigot, dig it | |
| My life is valuable and I protect it like a gem | |
| Instead of cops gettin me I' m goin out shootin them | |
| And let em cough up blood like phlegm | |
| It' s grim, but dead is my antonym | |
| And legally they can' t take a fall | |
| Yo check it out it' s just a friendly game of baseball | |
| R. B. I. real bad injury | |
| But don' t get happy you' re in jail for a century | |
| Just as bad as bein shot in the groin | |
| To see who' ll shoot ya, they' ll flip a coin | |
| And watch him run for the stretch | |
| But you don' t know the man is at home waitin to make the catch | |
| So the outfielder guns you down | |
| You' re out, off to the dugout, underground | |
| I know a cop that' s savage, his pockets stay green like cabbage | |
| Cause he has a good batting average | |
| No questions, just pulls out the flamer | |
| And his excuses get lamer | |
| Once a brother tried to take a leave | |
| But they shot him in his face sayin he was tryin to steal a base | |
| And people watch the news for coverage on the game | |
| Hmm, and got the nerve to complain | |
| They need to get themselves a front row seat | |
| Or sink a baseline for a beat | |
| Cause television just ain' t designed for precision y' all | |
| It' s just a friendly game of baseball | |
| A kid caught on, but I don' t know where the brother went | |
| The umpires are the government | |
| I guess they took him out the game, and replace him with a pinchhitter | |
| In the scam he was a quitter | |
| So the cops usually torment, I mean tournament | |
| Win em I was sayin | |
| You can' t let the umpires, hear ya speak and battle | |
| like the other kid you won' t be playin | |
| Cause they' ll beat you til your ass drop | |
| A walking gun with a shell in his hand is their mascot | |
| And when they walk around let it be known to step lightly | |
| The bases are loaded | |
| My man got out from three strikes in the skull | |
| But the knife he was carrying was dull | |
| Instead of innings, we have endings | |
| What a fine way to win things | |
| And hotdog vendors have fun | |
| Sellin you the cat rat and dog on a bun | |
| And when you ask what is all of this called? | |
| It' s just a friendly game of baseball |
| zuò cí : McKenzie, McKenzie, Mitchell | |
| Aww shit, another young brother hit | |
| I better go over my man' s crib and get the pump | |
| Cause to the cops, shootin brothers is like playin baseball | |
| And they' re never in a slump | |
| I guess when they shoot up a crew, it' s a grand slam | |
| And when it' s one, it' s a home run | |
| But I' ma be ready with a wild pitch | |
| My finger got a bad twitch, plus I' m on the switch | |
| Aide, and step up to the batter' s box | |
| Fuck red and white, I got on Black Sox | |
| But let him shoot a person from the White Sox | |
| What' s the call? Foul ball! | |
| Babe Ruth woulda made a good cop, but he didn' t | |
| Instead he was a bigot, dig it | |
| My life is valuable and I protect it like a gem | |
| Instead of cops gettin me I' m goin out shootin them | |
| And let em cough up blood like phlegm | |
| It' s grim, but dead is my antonym | |
| And legally they can' t take a fall | |
| Yo check it out it' s just a friendly game of baseball | |
| R. B. I. real bad injury | |
| But don' t get happy you' re in jail for a century | |
| Just as bad as bein shot in the groin | |
| To see who' ll shoot ya, they' ll flip a coin | |
| And watch him run for the stretch | |
| But you don' t know the man is at home waitin to make the catch | |
| So the outfielder guns you down | |
| You' re out, off to the dugout, underground | |
| I know a cop that' s savage, his pockets stay green like cabbage | |
| Cause he has a good batting average | |
| No questions, just pulls out the flamer | |
| And his excuses get lamer | |
| Once a brother tried to take a leave | |
| But they shot him in his face sayin he was tryin to steal a base | |
| And people watch the news for coverage on the game | |
| Hmm, and got the nerve to complain | |
| They need to get themselves a front row seat | |
| Or sink a baseline for a beat | |
| Cause television just ain' t designed for precision y' all | |
| It' s just a friendly game of baseball | |
| A kid caught on, but I don' t know where the brother went | |
| The umpires are the government | |
| I guess they took him out the game, and replace him with a pinchhitter | |
| In the scam he was a quitter | |
| So the cops usually torment, I mean tournament | |
| Win em I was sayin | |
| You can' t let the umpires, hear ya speak and battle | |
| like the other kid you won' t be playin | |
| Cause they' ll beat you til your ass drop | |
| A walking gun with a shell in his hand is their mascot | |
| And when they walk around let it be known to step lightly | |
| The bases are loaded | |
| My man got out from three strikes in the skull | |
| But the knife he was carrying was dull | |
| Instead of innings, we have endings | |
| What a fine way to win things | |
| And hotdog vendors have fun | |
| Sellin you the cat rat and dog on a bun | |
| And when you ask what is all of this called? | |
| It' s just a friendly game of baseball |