Search results for 'bush-league'

the motherfuckinsanest!

SO...
Liam and me we're gonna fuck you up
You're gonna lie face down in the muck
You go and pull any of that bush league stuff
Liam and me, we're

For the Turnstiles

Neil Young

Decade

1977

change you in the middle of the day
Though your confidence may be shattered
It doesn't matter

All the bush league batters
Are left to die

For the Turnstiles

Neil Young

On the Beach

1974

change you in the middle of the day
Though your confidence may be shattered
It doesn't matter

All the bush league batters
Are left to die

All Kinds of Kinds

Miranda Lambert

Four the Record

2011

and everybody stared at me
And I tossed my test into the trash

I scratched off my number while hitching out under
That bush league population sign
Ever

'cause she's got style



I'm a treetop flyer

Treetop flyer



I fly any cargo that you can pay to run

The bush league pilots, they just can't get

Treetop Flyer

Stephen Stills

Stills Alone

1991

'cause she's got style
I'm a treetop flyer

I will fly any cargo that you can pay to run
These bush league pilots, they just can't get the job done

'cause she's got style
I'm a treetop flyer
Born survivor
I will fly any cargo you can pay to run
these bush league pilots just can't get the job done
Got

For the Turnstiles

Grant Lee Buffalo

Buffalondon

1993

the middle of the day
Though your confidence may be shattered
It doesn't matter

All the bush-league batters
Are left to die on the diamond
In the stands

folds
In my pocket, pushin’ the pinnacle
Kush in the Philly
& a Swoosh on the tennis shoe
Telephone tough guy, look what it’s getting you
Y’all Bush

along, with what I'm bringing it on
I make it seem like premium like when the Ocean went blonde
You're getting pushed like a pawn, you're fucking bush

You already heard of me
From your connect
High octane Pure propane
My gas insane
Yours bush league
It's low grade
Not even mids
Nigga you should be

Let's discuss things
I spit disgusting
You bush league pussies couldn't touch this
I'm up bitch
Before the crack of
Dawn I'm the don of all y'all
I'm

the wheel
To make sure it ain't slipping
Don't start
Don't push me
Y'all Bush league
Hotbox the car
With the kush leaf
Gotta hit the drive through
The sound

will always have the most to say
So I just keep my mouth shut and go my seperate way
A pro doesn't play in that bush league shit
And you're never gonna

Big ice in the
Highball/Bush league brushbacks
Pocket full of Pine Sol/Lemon
Peel on the Sazerac
The roach is never dead/Big lips
The blackest

Peeking out leaning out over the ledge
I'm on the edge
So don't push me you pussy
The pushover cushy
Go back to the bush league
The skill got a quota

baseball boy

He always lays down the squeeze
I want to be in his bush league
He's my boy. My big beefy baseball boy

And if he strikes out, I won't mind
He

fuck your bush league crew up.
Simpleton species of subservient pieces of shit.
Fuck you!

install.
I ain’t going nowhere. I don’t run or stall.
Cuz that’s just Bush League, and I’m going to the Hall
Green jackets, Gretzky: I’m scoring through your

For the Turnstiles

The Be Good Tanyas

Hello Love

2006

way
It will change you in the middle of the day
Though your confidence, it may be shattered
It doesn't matter

And all the bush league batters
Are

Dreadlock, back stage, puff puffing the bush
League hlampe usangikhumbula
I'm the creed coal kush
I'm a bad motherfucker letha i-mic ngikubonise
Hlala phansi

to buy you
Flood the chain so dirty think it came out the bayou
Your bush league seems its time for a little trim
Dont fiddle round deaths a riddle brought

vu 

Sick and poke and stick and poke 
And will you bleed and will I make you cry
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Bush

vu 

Sick and poke and stick and poke and will you bleed and will I make you cry
5
Interlude: Therapist 00:09	
6
Interlude: Witches 00:20	
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Bush