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Bobby Young

Robert George Young (January 22, 1925 – February 4, 1985) was an American professional baseball player. He played all or part of eight years in Major League Baseball, primarily as a second baseman. He played most of his career for the St. Louis Browns/Baltimore Orioles franchise. Born in Granite, Maryland, he was first signed by the St. Louis Cardinals before the 1946 season, and appeared in three games for them in 1948 before being traded to the crosstown Browns in June 1949. He was the Browns' regular second baseman from 1951 to 1953, tying for the American League lead in double plays as a 1951 rookie with 118, and leading the league again in 1952 with 127. He continued as the starting second baseman after the team relocated to Baltimore before the 1954 sea… more »

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Got my haters so damn fucked up that they all start teamin' up
They just fakin' always waitin' mad that they ain't seen enough
Bitch just call call me Scotty, never Bobby 'cause I'm beaming up
Shootin' like a phaser, so I turn them all to fuckin' dust
I was quiet 20 summers, then this shit start heatin' up
High I'm buyin' 20 Hummers, cause them shits look cheap as f*ck
Took em' both too early, man, it's R.I.P. to Chris and Cut
That's why I keep going, f*ck you homie, I'm not givin' up
2K, that's a light day, on Tuesday, did a light eight
Get movin', f*ck amusement, went through it, but I like pain
Here's two things I'm not like y'all
Hit Liu Kang with the fireball
Like Ukraine no Hussein, we stand up till the nightfall
I load up like Team Six, y'all break ain't got no backbone
My star rise to each hit, gon' make it through this hellhole
Bet the line, casino chips, can't give myself no fuckin' out
Make it mine, no sleepin' in, I'm goin' till it all burn down

Go, go, go, go, go
I'm on fuckin'
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Yeah

Oh man I got time today
Broke bitch don't say nothin', baby, like honestly
Chasin' shit like money, y'all so fuckin' lame
Always gonna a cave, let it fold you
Dollar signs, pussy and the drugs, gon' control you
Marble eye, city in the sky, takin' more fools,
All it's lies, they can't keep a dime, hell is gone loose
Bought some time thirty after nine, till the sun don't shine
Takin' lives, maybe I'll survive, might just start with mine
Up the scope, we said f*ck them folks, it went up in smoke
Cut the rope, hangin' by our throat, livin' like a ghost
Something's changed, cuttin' all this pain, think it's in my brain
F*ck the fame and money all the same, death come like a train
Keep it real, that's like all I know, on that fuckin' note
Switchin' my position, Scottie Pippen, I feel like the goat
Change my vision, change my crowd, keep on goin' up and down
In the end, it all meant nothin', take a chance, relax a while

One, two, three, aye

Thought I was gone, ain't no chance, rockin' Vetement, Stella pants
Switch my life up, switch my styles, I ain't got no time to plan
Took that loss said not again, hit a bitch from Nottingham
Took that mask off, here's the real me, got two sides like Harvey Dent
Thought I was gone, now I'm back, here to put it on the map
Keep on fakin', keep your love, I'm seein' through the fuckin' cracks
Came out swingin' like the man, I got Vetement on my pants
Switch my world up,  switch my girls, middle finger to the plan
Here I go, yes, I know, always stayin' with my bros
Yeah, we boomin' it like it's Bose, I cannot f*ck with you hoes
With you hoes (With you hoes)
With you hoes (With you hoes)
Yeah I know (Yeah I know)
Yeah I know (Yeah I know)

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