The Pitch
(D.ValentS)
I just got back in the game
What does that mean?
I used to play in High School
Excuse Me?
I used to play in High School
Red, he used to play in High School
Ha Ha?!?! That's nice
Red look at this guy
We don't need no middle age rookies
Well we sure need somebody
It took me 16 years to get here
You play me
And you'll get the best I got
Call me Wonderboy
I've returned like Roy Hobbs
Ain't been this much hype
Surrounding white since Steve jobs
Return of the Mac
Man I told you I'd be back
Inspired by true events
The origin of Nat
Just like the wooden bat
Inside my battin' arm
I burned a tat
It's written in my flesh
Forever DVS
I beat the Whammer at his best
But at the height of my success
Wounded my confidence
Women were a weakness
Silver bullet in the spot
Never shot to the top
As much as I used to win
Equally I lost a lot
But wait let's rewind
Way before my rise and fall
I didn't even pitch
I couldn't swing at all
Like a line drive
I couldn't get em off the wall
Just a lil' shortstop
Waiting for the fly ball
Before I got game
I couldn't get a triple play
I didn't run base
So the feins got away
I stayed in the dugout
My head was in a cloud
Took cues from the crowd
And followed all that's foul
I never liked the field
But played positions well
Tried to ride till I died
Lucky that I lived tell
Tried to live so hard
So I could go so fast
But I couldn't chase the future
Tryin to outrun the past
(What you wanted yo)
I wanted New York Knights
Not CT days
My face up in lights
I really thought rhymin' pays
This industry like Max
Showed me no mercy
So I guess I stopped being thirsty
The pennant is the goal
To regain control of Kontrol
And it's role in making music from the soul
And I don't have a grudge
But Mike's like the judge
Sittin' in the dark
While I knock em out the park
Shades pulled tight
I'm here to flip the light
And I don't have a price
I do this for the fight
Not for the fame
Or the fortune
Or the glory
This about redemption real talk
This ain't no story
Reverse the curse of my youth
Not a Ruth of the booth
But I speak the ruthless truth
And I'm ruthless this the proof
The cypher is complete
As I round home plate
The overage rookie
But it's never too late
Thanks to Natural Causes
I'm getting one more go
Without further ado
Here we go
Let's start the show
(Crowd Cheering
I just got back in the game
What does that mean?
I used to play in High School
Excuse Me?
I used to play in High School
Red, he used to play in High School
Ha Ha?!?! That's nice
Red look at this guy
We don't need no middle age rookies
Well we sure need somebody
It took me 16 years to get here
You play me
And you'll get the best I got
Call me Wonderboy
I've returned like Roy Hobbs
Ain't been this much hype
Surrounding white since Steve jobs
Return of the Mac
Man I told you I'd be back
Inspired by true events
The origin of Nat
Just like the wooden bat
Inside my battin' arm
I burned a tat
It's written in my flesh
Forever DVS
I beat the Whammer at his best
But at the height of my success
Wounded my confidence
Women were a weakness
Silver bullet in the spot
Never shot to the top
As much as I used to win
Equally I lost a lot
But wait let's rewind
Way before my rise and fall
I didn't even pitch
I couldn't swing at all
Like a line drive
I couldn't get em off the wall
Just a lil' shortstop
Waiting for the fly ball
Before I got game
I couldn't get a triple play
I didn't run base
So the feins got away
I stayed in the dugout
My head was in a cloud
Took cues from the crowd
And followed all that's foul
I never liked the field
But played positions well
Tried to ride till I died
Lucky that I lived tell
Tried to live so hard
So I could go so fast
But I couldn't chase the future
Tryin to outrun the past
(What you wanted yo)
I wanted New York Knights
Not CT days
My face up in lights
I really thought rhymin' pays
This industry like Max
Showed me no mercy
So I guess I stopped being thirsty
The pennant is the goal
To regain control of Kontrol
And it's role in making music from the soul
And I don't have a grudge
But Mike's like the judge
Sittin' in the dark
While I knock em out the park
Shades pulled tight
I'm here to flip the light
And I don't have a price
I do this for the fight
Not for the fame
Or the fortune
Or the glory
This about redemption real talk
This ain't no story
Reverse the curse of my youth
Not a Ruth of the booth
But I speak the ruthless truth
And I'm ruthless this the proof
The cypher is complete
As I round home plate
The overage rookie
But it's never too late
Thanks to Natural Causes
I'm getting one more go
Without further ado
Here we go
Let's start the show
(Crowd Cheering
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Writer(s): Sean Michael Mchugh, David Valenti, Sean Mchugh
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