Letras:
Major League The Truth Is

I'll be home before you know it Sleeping on your bedroom floor And I can't think of anywhere in the world I'd rather be I stole some pictures from

of summer Legs dead in this captains chair It's like a fucking head trip And I can't breathe in this Carolina air Staying up, All Day All Night Word is

My dad says "Get wise before you're old son" This is something no one ever learns from Here I am to set this record straight And truth be told about

These stars have aligned for one more moment on this 4th of July Lime lights guide us to where we are destined tonight As we walk this path something

him too took Drug instances, penitentiary chances Circumstances, gigantic ass live enhancements Keep on mashin' though, don't quit Game related, comin' from the fuckin' click Now that I made the major leagues

enemies See me in the global war being all that I can be Camoflauge fatigue, hard headed major league Got em under seige your battleship in sinkin 20,000 leagues

enemies See me in the global war being all that I can be Camoflauge fatigue, hard headed major league Got em under seige your battleship in sinkin 20,000 leagues

t true Black Jesus [2Pac] To this click I'm dedicated, criminal orientated An Outlaw initiated, blazed and faded Made for terror, major league ni**az

in the dugout They lookin' sad, cuz fourteen niggas done struck-out My first offense was possession of weed Now I'm in the major leagues and that mothafucka Bill Clinton-is