Big Leagues Lyrics

Spring training's over, welcome to the big leagues We got a big team, prepare yourself for Blitzkrieg

I don't sip lean and no I never piss clean I'm back like I never left, did you miss me?

It's an incredible edible, eat it Before resources are getting depleted

Faded like festivals, morning to evening Not that I need it, just give me a reason

Aggressive progression, you better believe it Protecting the record to stay undefeated

Connect with the message, stop being conceited Not gonna quit because I must some are still breathing

The hours and seconds will soon get deleted Get down on your knees and start begging for Jesus

Ice is the coldest, affecting the seasons Catches a beat, then you catching some feelings

This is a warning, discretion is needed Play the whole album, then go and repeat it

Promise it's coming it just was completed Bubbles just peeped it and said it was decent

You don't know what we are gonna do Make sure you pack all your running shoes

I tried to tell you we're coming through You better get ready for something new

You don't know what we are gonna do Make sure you pack all your running shoes

I tried to tell you we're coming through You better get ready for something new

Pain is enough, the game is corrupt They're lazy as fuck, calling them out

Who can you trust, the people are nuts Keep your head up, it's what it's about

It's up to us, put on the clutch Left in the dust, it's time to bounce

You think you're stuck, but no sign of cuffs, Just down on your luck, we'll figure it out

Life is a bitch with a bunch of diseases Feels like we're going right off of the deep end

Keep it together, whatever the sequence Moving the sentence with telekinesis

Never back down and we'll never be even Finding your captain and packing his weakness

Never retreating, never been beaten Just leaving the deepest in millions of pieces

Spring training's over, welcome to the big league

We got a big team, prepare yourself for Blitzkrieg

I don't sip lean and no one ever piss clean I'm back like I never left, did you miss me

Let me get back on the record It's time to get back on the record

Watch how I handle the pressure Leave nothing but bones like the Hannibal Lecter

Sick of the hating, quit the debating This is a different occasion

Got customers waiting, stuck in the matrix Give me a standing ovation

I am the greatest Yeah, I keep saying you're fucking with greatness

Shuffle your playlists, others are basic Now you can see that I'm fucking amazing

I should be famous It's nothing I'm wasted up at the station, One of your favorites up in rotation There ain't anybody that's fucking with Boehm's shit

You don't know what we are gonna do Make sure you pack all your running shoes

I tried to tell you we're coming through You better get ready for something new

You don't know what we are gonna do Make sure you pack all your running shoes, I tried to tell you we're coming through You better get ready for something new