Life Throws A Fastball Then Hits Me With A Curve...
Then Life Throws A Changeup And Hits Me With A Slurve...
They Swinging For The Fences Im Swinging For The Bleachers..
They Running In Cleats Im Running In Sneakers..
Rounding Second Sliding Head First Into Third...
No One Gives A *** About Me So I Heard...
But Im Strong Enough To Survive On My Own..
Hold Up While I Steal Home..
Now Its My Second At Bat Of The Day..
Not Changing My Approch Im Still Swinging Away..
Still Swinging For The Bleachers...
My Life Is Surrounded By A Bunch Of Creatures...
All Might Know Them As A Bunch Of Haters...
But In My Game They All Just Spectators..
So As They Watch This Allstar Take His Swings..
They All Realize What My Game Brings...
Pain Agony And Nothing But The Truth...
I Dont Bull When I Step In The Booth..
I Treat The Mic Like The Plate...
Spit On It And Never Swing Late..
Cause This Could Be My Last At Bat Or My Last Lines I Spit..
Or Better Yet This Could Be The Last Homerun That I Hit..
So I Always Keep My Guard Up And Never Fall Asleep...
Cause Once That Curve Came In My Life I Took That Deep...
I Hit That Hard...
I Took That Yard..
I Belted That To The Lot...
You Only Live Once So I Swing With Everything I Got...