Batting Practice Lyrics
| Song | Batting Practice |
| Artist | Souls of Mischief |
| Album | 93 'til Infinity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Owens ... | |
| [A-Plus] Yo, nineteen ninety-three | |
| New year, new world champions | |
| Hahaha like this | |
| Yo, the ill-minded mack will find the facts | |
| I rhyme and acts, niggaz bound til | |
| I'm attacks | |
| When niggaz say | |
| I can't rhyme | |
| I recline | |
| I'm the first to tell you, | |
| I got G's in my verse who tell me | |
| It hurts a fella when | |
| I rip, because | |
| I'm sly slick | |
| The nigga fly chicks ride dick with me | |
| I'm leaving niggaz stranded man that's how | |
| I planned it | |
| Landed blows with my random flows | |
| And it goes -- a little something like this | |
| And I might diss, with my right fist | |
| I strike kids like a pitcher do | |
| I split your bitch you better switch or | |
| I twist ya | |
| I play tricks like a mix | |
| When booty niggaz miss the beat | |
| I figure that they wack | |
| I go and get my bat and a pack of | |
| Swisher sweets | |
| Plus be ill when | |
| I bust the grill but we chill | |
| Who the fattest? { | |
| Hiero} It's batting practice [Tajai] | |
| It's no feat, how | |
| I defeat, weaker individuals set em up like give and go | |
| A heat seaker, | |
| I take a bat and brighten your features | |
| Beseech ya, proving | |
| I'll do that too | |
| Cuz when you, pulls my clothes on and shrouded | |
| I'm out with ya grip and you're pimpin so how did he do that shit, who dat kid, you're asking the masked man | |
| Who fly higher than | |
| NASA Ask friends what you need when | |
| I need your blockin | |
| Then I leave you knocked in | |
| Counts to call | |
| I scrubs em all | |
| With the quickness, using fitness, leave you fitless | |
| Who got a problem with me ripping all than | |
| I do I'm batting way more than you | |
| Hey sure you knew my rhymes was fly | |
| My lines imply that | |
| I'm fatter, next batter | |
| Chorus: repeat 2 | |
| X It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all | |
| I got a Hieroglyphics baseball bat y'all | |
| It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all | |
| I swing a | |
| Hieroglyphics baseball bat y'all [Opio] | |
| Get the **** out, | |
| I never struck out | |
| Better get the bucks out, and kick em down | |
| Wrecking, extreme havoc when | |
| I'm practicing | |
| That could mean a loss of conciousness when | |
| I launches this | |
| Back to the scene of the crime | |
| I'm never on sight | |
| Untouchable, what you pulled another hiest? | |
| Precisely, | |
| I's be the man that did it | |
| Said it, free up your posession never regretted | |
| No anthistetic so you're headed for some suffering | |
| Bufferin can't ease the aches and pains of my-grains | |
| When I trail this drain on your lifestyle | |
| Pull a knife while, you give it up, simp | |
| I'm a pimp got your hoe and got your dough and got the best flow in the universe, snatchin titles like a purse, niggaz be the spot in a hearse | |
| I'm worse, than the baddest bat crack [Phesto] | |
| It's Phesto so get your cash flow, | |
| I crushed em | |
| It's gone, right before your eyes, if you're wise | |
| Another hiest done nice when | |
| I slice your neck and snatch a duffle-bag with a sag and a tag in your crew, dag how you do | |
| Dangerous if it's your brain | |
| I bust they taking chains and stuff, from the victim eyes is suprised | |
| And I'm quick to size men, up with a swing to your grill | |
| What I planned difficult that's split your skull with a tool, if you ever fool, with us all | |
| Did you ever think, if you blinked | |
| I wouldn't get you for your links, and your cash and your minks | |
| Savage enough to keep my average up | |
| Puttin chumps in assume a new marking then | |
| I'm scots-free | |
| Watch me, duck into the night with your valuables | |
| I'm getting down with my tools | |
| Chorus [Casual] | |
| Hah, whassup? | |
| Tell me we ain't the best now | |
| That's how we do! | |
| Ripping shit | |
| Niggaz don't know... | |
| They ain't the best, cuz we be | |
| That's practice |
| zuo ci : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Owens ... | |
| APlus Yo, nineteen ninetythree | |
| New year, new world champions | |
| Hahaha like this | |
| Yo, the illminded mack will find the facts | |
| I rhyme and acts, niggaz bound til | |
| I' m attacks | |
| When niggaz say | |
| I can' t rhyme | |
| I recline | |
| I' m the first to tell you, | |
| I got G' s in my verse who tell me | |
| It hurts a fella when | |
| I rip, because | |
| I' m sly slick | |
| The nigga fly chicks ride dick with me | |
| I' m leaving niggaz stranded man that' s how | |
| I planned it | |
| Landed blows with my random flows | |
| And it goes a little something like this | |
| And I might diss, with my right fist | |
| I strike kids like a pitcher do | |
| I split your bitch you better switch or | |
| I twist ya | |
| I play tricks like a mix | |
| When booty niggaz miss the beat | |
| I figure that they wack | |
| I go and get my bat and a pack of | |
| Swisher sweets | |
| Plus be ill when | |
| I bust the grill but we chill | |
| Who the fattest? | |
| Hiero It' s batting practice Tajai | |
| It' s no feat, how | |
| I defeat, weaker individuals set em up like give and go | |
| A heat seaker, | |
| I take a bat and brighten your features | |
| Beseech ya, proving | |
| I' ll do that too | |
| Cuz when you, pulls my clothes on and shrouded | |
| I' m out with ya grip and you' re pimpin so how did he do that shit, who dat kid, you' re asking the masked man | |
| Who fly higher than | |
| NASA Ask friends what you need when | |
| I need your blockin | |
| Then I leave you knocked in | |
| Counts to call | |
| I scrubs em all | |
| With the quickness, using fitness, leave you fitless | |
| Who got a problem with me ripping all than | |
| I do I' m batting way more than you | |
| Hey sure you knew my rhymes was fly | |
| My lines imply that | |
| I' m fatter, next batter | |
| Chorus: repeat 2 | |
| X It' s like this y' all, it' s like that y' all | |
| I got a Hieroglyphics baseball bat y' all | |
| It' s like this y' all, it' s like that y' all | |
| I swing a | |
| Hieroglyphics baseball bat y' all Opio | |
| Get the out, | |
| I never struck out | |
| Better get the bucks out, and kick em down | |
| Wrecking, extreme havoc when | |
| I' m practicing | |
| That could mean a loss of conciousness when | |
| I launches this | |
| Back to the scene of the crime | |
| I' m never on sight | |
| Untouchable, what you pulled another hiest? | |
| Precisely, | |
| I' s be the man that did it | |
| Said it, free up your posession never regretted | |
| No anthistetic so you' re headed for some suffering | |
| Bufferin can' t ease the aches and pains of mygrains | |
| When I trail this drain on your lifestyle | |
| Pull a knife while, you give it up, simp | |
| I' m a pimp got your hoe and got your dough and got the best flow in the universe, snatchin titles like a purse, niggaz be the spot in a hearse | |
| I' m worse, than the baddest bat crack Phesto | |
| It' s Phesto so get your cash flow, | |
| I crushed em | |
| It' s gone, right before your eyes, if you' re wise | |
| Another hiest done nice when | |
| I slice your neck and snatch a dufflebag with a sag and a tag in your crew, dag how you do | |
| Dangerous if it' s your brain | |
| I bust they taking chains and stuff, from the victim eyes is suprised | |
| And I' m quick to size men, up with a swing to your grill | |
| What I planned difficult that' s split your skull with a tool, if you ever fool, with us all | |
| Did you ever think, if you blinked | |
| I wouldn' t get you for your links, and your cash and your minks | |
| Savage enough to keep my average up | |
| Puttin chumps in assume a new marking then | |
| I' m scotsfree | |
| Watch me, duck into the night with your valuables | |
| I' m getting down with my tools | |
| Chorus Casual | |
| Hah, whassup? | |
| Tell me we ain' t the best now | |
| That' s how we do! | |
| Ripping shit | |
| Niggaz don' t know... | |
| They ain' t the best, cuz we be | |
| That' s practice |
| zuò cí : Carter, Lindsey, Massey, Owens ... | |
| APlus Yo, nineteen ninetythree | |
| New year, new world champions | |
| Hahaha like this | |
| Yo, the illminded mack will find the facts | |
| I rhyme and acts, niggaz bound til | |
| I' m attacks | |
| When niggaz say | |
| I can' t rhyme | |
| I recline | |
| I' m the first to tell you, | |
| I got G' s in my verse who tell me | |
| It hurts a fella when | |
| I rip, because | |
| I' m sly slick | |
| The nigga fly chicks ride dick with me | |
| I' m leaving niggaz stranded man that' s how | |
| I planned it | |
| Landed blows with my random flows | |
| And it goes a little something like this | |
| And I might diss, with my right fist | |
| I strike kids like a pitcher do | |
| I split your bitch you better switch or | |
| I twist ya | |
| I play tricks like a mix | |
| When booty niggaz miss the beat | |
| I figure that they wack | |
| I go and get my bat and a pack of | |
| Swisher sweets | |
| Plus be ill when | |
| I bust the grill but we chill | |
| Who the fattest? | |
| Hiero It' s batting practice Tajai | |
| It' s no feat, how | |
| I defeat, weaker individuals set em up like give and go | |
| A heat seaker, | |
| I take a bat and brighten your features | |
| Beseech ya, proving | |
| I' ll do that too | |
| Cuz when you, pulls my clothes on and shrouded | |
| I' m out with ya grip and you' re pimpin so how did he do that shit, who dat kid, you' re asking the masked man | |
| Who fly higher than | |
| NASA Ask friends what you need when | |
| I need your blockin | |
| Then I leave you knocked in | |
| Counts to call | |
| I scrubs em all | |
| With the quickness, using fitness, leave you fitless | |
| Who got a problem with me ripping all than | |
| I do I' m batting way more than you | |
| Hey sure you knew my rhymes was fly | |
| My lines imply that | |
| I' m fatter, next batter | |
| Chorus: repeat 2 | |
| X It' s like this y' all, it' s like that y' all | |
| I got a Hieroglyphics baseball bat y' all | |
| It' s like this y' all, it' s like that y' all | |
| I swing a | |
| Hieroglyphics baseball bat y' all Opio | |
| Get the out, | |
| I never struck out | |
| Better get the bucks out, and kick em down | |
| Wrecking, extreme havoc when | |
| I' m practicing | |
| That could mean a loss of conciousness when | |
| I launches this | |
| Back to the scene of the crime | |
| I' m never on sight | |
| Untouchable, what you pulled another hiest? | |
| Precisely, | |
| I' s be the man that did it | |
| Said it, free up your posession never regretted | |
| No anthistetic so you' re headed for some suffering | |
| Bufferin can' t ease the aches and pains of mygrains | |
| When I trail this drain on your lifestyle | |
| Pull a knife while, you give it up, simp | |
| I' m a pimp got your hoe and got your dough and got the best flow in the universe, snatchin titles like a purse, niggaz be the spot in a hearse | |
| I' m worse, than the baddest bat crack Phesto | |
| It' s Phesto so get your cash flow, | |
| I crushed em | |
| It' s gone, right before your eyes, if you' re wise | |
| Another hiest done nice when | |
| I slice your neck and snatch a dufflebag with a sag and a tag in your crew, dag how you do | |
| Dangerous if it' s your brain | |
| I bust they taking chains and stuff, from the victim eyes is suprised | |
| And I' m quick to size men, up with a swing to your grill | |
| What I planned difficult that' s split your skull with a tool, if you ever fool, with us all | |
| Did you ever think, if you blinked | |
| I wouldn' t get you for your links, and your cash and your minks | |
| Savage enough to keep my average up | |
| Puttin chumps in assume a new marking then | |
| I' m scotsfree | |
| Watch me, duck into the night with your valuables | |
| I' m getting down with my tools | |
| Chorus Casual | |
| Hah, whassup? | |
| Tell me we ain' t the best now | |
| That' s how we do! | |
| Ripping shit | |
| Niggaz don' t know... | |
| They ain' t the best, cuz we be | |
| That' s practice |
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