::11:15:07::

::: Inside the Park :::

I grab the paper by the laces
The pen like a bat
My letters rounding bases
With words under my cap
I ain't swinging for the fences
I'm swinging for my stats
My grades are all A's
I'm Ricky Henderson fast
Call me Joe Jack
Cuz I ran I out my shoes
My booth is in the batter box
I'm diggin' in
Figuring
Sitting on the fast ball with a grin
You know I'm known to spark
I took a swing and knocked it out the park
So if Tupac was a Babe Ruth
And Biggie was a Mantle
I'm probably only singe A
but I still handle
Mics the way George Brett attacked that ump
So when you get me on the bump
I'm a closer
Like Dennis Eckersley
When he lowered his shoulder
But I'm behind in this game
So I'm running fly's and never hitches
As I go to the pen
like when Jeff Weaver pitches

Written by: ~ Rolex Booths