You,
think you're in my head,
think again if I'd be in yours.

I'm a no-run spinner,
you should climb the ladder,
check the store.

Drop my splitter down your throat,
you should sign on that and claw.

Run the curve, I'll catch you swinging,
all you'll hear is ZORD!,
As we're down the middle,
I'm yelling BAYOU! Can't do nothing, use your stick.

Still yelling BAYOU! Run the count, I'm in command.

You hear now, strike two! Curve, I'll read the seam.

That's three, I got you! Seven guys behind me are trusting my squad,
but they say to strike out on all the hearers.

My god! The only player that's need is maybe a ground ball.

Three ups and two downs,
I'm gonna use a call.

Three up, three down, I'm pitched by pitch.

I run this town,
read stitch by stitch.

I run the count,
I try reading my age.

I'm six way round,
your best not flinch.

K.O.

we need, now we on the stitch.

You can't pitch like me,
but try your best.

Fast ball up and in,
you think you'd calm a closet sight.

Curve, I pitch B absolute,
TORMAS!,
I'm the spirit champ,
you watch the ball.

Again, again, a backwards cage is watch.

Hey! You think you got my pattern down,
and that I say I doubt it.

You predict a curve,
I'll run the fast.

Count it! One! You're thinking change, I'm thinking slide.

Sound it! Two! Now you're thinking fast,
but I'll run the nug loud now.

Three! Seven guys behind me are trusting my squad,
but they say to strike out on all the hearers.

My god! The only player that's need is maybe a ground ball.

Three ups and two downs,
I'm gonna use a call.

Three up, three down, I'm pitch by pitch.

I run this town,
read stitch by stitch.

I run the count,
I try reading my age.

I'm six way round,
your best not flinch.

K.O.

we need, now we on the stitch.

You can't pitch like me,
but try your best.

I am sorry for...