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mthw - "on deck" lyrics

[on deck]

[intro]

“s-s-s-sintropia! late g’ hit’ threes”

[bridge]

it’s the bronx bomber, im the frontrunner, on the back foot, but i’m on deck!
my new albums coming, and to be one hundred, like the post season, got it on deck !
is it on deck? yeah it’s on deck!-
cause we up next, like i’m on deck
watch me stepping out, then i’m stepping up
cause i’m out the dug out and i’m on deck!

[hook]

i’m on deck, like the return of the great bambino
and im getting my swing right
like the 28th time its’ got a nice ring right?
i’m on deck, like i’m coming out after the lead off
ep like i’m taking bp knock it out of the park and i’m ripping the seams off!

[verse 1]

ain’t n0body that’s been in my league
my upperbody don’t feel fatigue
i pressed the issue on the press re-issue
if we’ pressed for time, it don’t pressure me!
all that talk, it’s all press to me
i’m giving you all, all the best of me
i put the “ship”after the champion
so you come correct, when you’re addressing me!
i’m about to meet with my destiny
like i top the order for the next inning
they’re afraid to pitch when i’m about to hit
i walk from labels second guessing me
we gon’ do this rapping independently
in this pennant race it’s my pen and i
no tricks and gimmicks this ain’t pen and teller
i’ll take that bullet in between my t–th
there’s no room for guess work in the house the bronx built
im out’ the guest room from the left side outfield
i’m moving up into the inner circle like the batters circle but i’m warming up
one last release before i go commercial and i cut commercials in a foreign tux’
thank god for these foreign bucks, ima bide my time then come back to the f-cking bronx like!

[hook 2]

[verse 2]

so believe in me
i can read through deceit like i’m three for three
and i’m leading my team with seasoned releases alieving relief from the need to be, with a fl1ck of the wrist!
if swing i don’t miss, when i swing for the fence
and all of the fans, they throw up their mits
like “boom there it is!” like i call the shots
and i knock them socks off red or not
my bats red hot, and my writers block’s gone like a chip
from the good old boogie down borough of the bronx
you can’t beat box with the god, you can’t b-boy or spit bars
you can’t even paint the baseline on the diamond that we play on
it takes more to be a player than just claiming you can play ball, this is hard ball, this is real chin music
i’m like ichiro suzuki i can still connect through it!
i’m direct to and indirect, like i’m laying bunts down
scoring runs up in seattle then we smoke a blunt down
i take a rip before i even hit i’ll never cut down
i can hear the stadium we finally got a buzz cause!

[bridge 2]

it’s the bronx bomber, im the frontrunner, on the back foot, but i’m on deck!
my new albums coming, and to be one hundred, like the post season, got it on deck!
is it on deck? yeah it’s on deck!-
cause we up next, like i’m on deck
watch me stepping out, then i’m stepping up
cause i’m out the dug out, and i’m on deck!

[hook 3]

i’m on deck-
like the return of the great bambino
and im getting my swing right
like the 28th time! it got a nice ring right
i’m on deck
like i’m coming out after the lead off
ep like i’m taking bp hit it out the park and i’m ripping the seams off!

[outro; bronx dante]

we got ’em down for us
waiting by the tour bus
haters gonna hate on us but no one can ignore us
b-tch we’ in the clubhouse! pour up
i’m walking off at bat like i hit a home run
new yorkers hold up..

- mthw lyrics

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