笨小笨Swing Batter Batter歌词由Ken Hogue演唱，出自专辑《Swing Batter Batter》，下面是《Swing Batter Batter》完整版歌词！
Swing Batter Batter歌词完整版
Intro (this for my brothers)
Intro hook
Swing Batta Batta
There' Ain't nobody badder,
When the missle's in my hand,
The whole world doesn't matter.
Cause a man on a mission, is a man on a mission,
Dig a fist, in my mitt, and I spit on competition.
STRIKE 1, now they're looking at you for,
STRIKE 2, now they're looking at me for,
STRIKE 3, You can never compete with the regime,
This is the theme,
Who wants the heat *echoes*(in the zone now) x3
Who wants to
Swing Batta Batta, Swing batta, batta, batta,
Verse 1
I'm in the zone now, tilt the cap, check the stitch,
This bat's goin doin down like **itch**
No glitch in my system,
Check my technique,
I worked hard to be a relentless athlete.
Got more junk than Chris Rock's childhood,
If a slider slide away up in your chin it's all good.
In my hood, growing up in the dark,
We'd play catch in the winter with fluorescent rocks.
That ain't talk, cause man by fall,
All the baseball's were in river gettin froze.
From overthrowsto broken toes,
Pitching bullets down the middle to invisible foes.
I can hear the screams in the field of dreams it seems like the locomotive's just building steam.
That's why we're in Florida and Missouri, To get the pay that will end this misery.
When I'm locked on a target no it won't be seen.
I ain't talkin' veggies y'all when they signal to bean, if it's between me and him then it's gonna be me SO
HOOK
Swing Batta Batta
There' Ain't nobody badder,
When the missle's in my hand,
The whole world doesn't matter.
Cause a man on a mission, is a man on a mission,
Dig a fist, in my mitt, and I spit on competition.
STRIKE 1, now they're looking at you for,
STRIKE 2, now they're looking at me for,
STRIKE 3, You can never compete with the regime,
This is the theme,
Who wants the heat *echoes*(in the zone now) x3
Who wants to
Swing Batta Batta, Swing batta, batta, batta,
Verse 2
I'd never get behind any pitch I throw, when it's in the high 90's with a sniper scope.
I don't give a damn, the tune your singing, cuz 'when you step to my plate than you go swinging.
And that's how I bring it hard hitting, heat seeking, he's swearing, he's sweating, he's tweaking;
HE'S SCARED (HA HA)
See the sweat on his brow?
The cat with the bat know's he's going down!
Came from softball Sunday's to All star Monday's,
To an arm with gunplay landing plane's on runways.
Someday turned one day and became to-day,
Mom is proud that her boy's are getting booty!
More than that a dream is fulfiled, all it took was sacrifice, raw talent and skill
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To be the king of the hill, the king of the mound,
Pound for pound the best pitcher around don't make a sound,
I got the start , the back of the crowd this my art.
When I deliver the crowd quivers , winners never lose, you can never fill my shoes, I've payed too many dues SO
Hook 3
Swing Batta Batta
There' Ain't nobody badder,
When the missle's in my hand,
The whole world doesn't matter.
Cause a man on a mission, is a man on a mission,
Dig a fist, in my mitt, and I spit on competition.
STRIKE 1, now they're looking at you for,
STRIKE 2, now they're looking at me for,
STRIKE 3, You can never compete with the regime,
This is the theme,
Who wants the heat *echoes*(in the zone now) x3
Who wants to
Swing Batta Batta, Swing batta, batta, batta,
MUSIC OUTRO
