Lyrics:
secret email from Plymouth youth baseball. Super Secret email! I can't believe I got this email. I found out they have an elite select extreme all star
on Shelby
Take that right off Merriweather
I'm outside. I'm doing my thing
One bad move can't ruin my day
I feel like that man Darrell off East market getting
to know
"Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around?
When the snow melts away, do the Cubbies still play
In their
to know
"Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around?
When the snow melts away, do the Cubbies still play
In their
watching out for the cobras, Shelby (Shelby)
I'm so dope Pusha T tried to sell me (Sheesh)
I be spittin' straight methanol
Keep talkin' shit get the heaven
Raised in Small Heath like Tommy Shelby
Past my south blood, nobody helped me
Chicken and chips every day ain't healthy
Ain't had it hard if your mum
vet, e meta
Æ ska kjøre hjem til jul som Maria Mena
Æ går bitter på den shitten, æ e tonic
Trollknulle beaten, æ e horny
Shelby, ikke Tony
Og hvis du
ten in the cotton fields
Playing horseshoe with the coloured kids
I tried to kiss her, she grabbed a baseball bat
I was waiting on June, I hope she
Make it something we can bang to
Just please don’t let it change you
This estranged fruit
Sweeter in my ripened youth
Incision down the middle
Twist
thru the night light not afraid to die tonight
I thought that it's a new youth in that old world
But I'm not a sad youth cause I own my ****in' crazy
baseball, I can't wait till Drake calls
Two-tone, five-five-six, shit'll take your face off
I remember back when I sampled that one song by Nate Dogg
Opps
Tuesday youth group
Cleaner than my new shoes
Getting good at thinking straight
Walls up, stay cool
Wait 'til after highschool
You know what
Strange Nation TW3
Snubnoze Shelby Forest Click Lutinent G
Just Bentley Omega Forte PBZ
Moneybagg Yo 201 IMC
IdontknowJeffery Sexi Killa NOD
Dolph Princess
She keep calling me I don't answer
Daany Phantom beats ain't no casper
Baseball with the heat it ain't no cappin'
Gotta release with ease I been
I never cared much for baseball, anyway
But by the time that it crossed my mind
I guess it was too late
‘Cause I’d already made a commitment
faking
Your identity I know you never misplaced it
We was watching that return by Chris Davis
So hyped I could never even explain it
Youth baseball you
BOOM while we looking at the stars going
Like a baseball bat ma I want to hit it
Home run like BOOM but you won't forget it
You would swear I'ma part
Thurston: Welcome back to 120 minutes!
I'm Thurston Moore from Sonic Youth
Your guest host tonight
And my first guest tonight is Beck!
Camera pans
and your friends thinking that you are all of that
When you see a youth walk by and yes the youth is black
One kid say "Hey, what you doing on the block
of peace of mind
Or better yet, I hope I come home to you
Is there life after youth?
I keep on thinking about baseball
And all the things I used to do
When
I'ma talk back
And hit it out the park wit no baseball bat
As long as the numbers are right
And both parties are happy
Then nigga we can have sum good
youth
And I ain't nothing like no Jay-Z
I'm just doing right by these booths
And I ain't ever been one to pray to God
I just pray to God I let loose
So
fielder give a fuck about a homer
Got a homie, little rodent, head and shoulders out his hovel
No baseball in the bubble
Ruh-roh
Parents thought it
Rudeboy, don't watch that
'Cause if it's arms house, I'll rock that
And if it's on top, you know I got that
Come through with a big baseball bat
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