Lil' Zane Hardball Lyrics:
this go out to them joks
who stay on my jok
throwin up pac
keep pitchin im in da kitchen makin radio rock
its usaly perferred i be choosy wit all my words
throwin eggs at them chicken heads beggin on the curb
take bread from a bird
a fast balla wit a curb havin em slidin home
tellin the chicks to stay at third
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im sho you done heard
who im doin and what im doin whats
false and whats true and huh
(J.D)girl listen
When it come this game they call me zanemcguire
that other kid was just a mark so i made him retire
see we all gotta base and we hold our own
but when i come out to bat we gone all come home
when the fans cheer us on then u what the deal
its goin out of the feild into ya automobile
and i hope it aint cha rangedrover
that u spent your change over
im in the dugout wit my tounge out playa game over
Lyrics: Hardball, Lil' Zane [end]