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Missy Elliott – 9Th Inning Lyrics

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Yeah,
Yeah! Check it
Yeah!

Now Im in the 9th inning
Thought I fell off, I aint quite finished
Yeah, Im bout to put my foot in it
Talk wit it, walk wit it, Im no gimmick
Yeah! Twenty-twelve, there be no games
Real rap, real bars, Im not playin
Haters yall lame, you a Missy Fayne
Im a beast in the booth, Im just sayin
Yeah! I make em wanna get low
Duck wit it, buck wit it, lets go

Everytime I spit a rhyme, its a sick flow
You newcomers better sit back and take notes
Yeah! This here my time
Here I come, better run, take whats mine
Bout to let off like a Tec nine brrrrrat
This rhyme gon make em push rewind
Yeah! Yeah, Im so hot

Up on the charts, number one spot
See me when I drop and I wont flop
Missy never stop, got the music game on lock
Yeah! Wanna get served?
You third, you second, but I come first
Flip my verse like I flip birds
Im fyaaah! Yessir

We hit makin, hit breakin
Party shakin, innovator aiyyo, Timbaland!
Ground breakin, sole creator they thought it was over!
We be the most anticipated
Hit makin, hit breakin were about to change music again
Party shakin, innovator
Ground breakin, sole creator
We be the most anticipated they are back! What!

Now Im in the 9th inning
People think I fail when Im still winnin
So I been gone for a hot minute
I love this game, thats why I got a gift in it
Yeah! big boy, get fly
But they cant talk wit a gun in the mouth
Always they flop, bet they run in the house
I can smell bullshit when they walk by
Yeah! Heard that old saying, yo
Never ever cross a one day, give ya most

Never ever act funny for the white folks
Im a big fisherman when you a tadpole
Yeah! I like Lady Ga Gaga
Why you let a boy do ya whole album?
Where you think that fake producer got ya style from?
Come get witta hommie, watch the outcome
Yeah! Aint no real artists
Wack talent get in real starvin
All you hear in music is the chorus
Well thats okay, Timmy back in the story

We hit makin, hit breakin yall cant be serious!
Party shakin, innovator
Ground breakin, sole creator we break records, I done told yall!
We be the most anticipated
Hit makin, hit breakin
Party shakin, innovator how many of yall got a catalogue this long?
Ground breakin, sole creator
We be the most anticipated dont worry, Ill wait!

Down to the 9th inning
Im the real deal, yall pretendin
Years later, my songs still spinnin
I do record deals no less than ten milli
Yeah! My hits be yay long
My songs go on like a marathon
Get ghost, get gone, you a dum-dum
Better round here, come on biters like a python
Yeah! Wanna act fly?
Wanna act like you better than the M-I

Shakin em, bakin em all like a bean pie
Takin em, burnin em down like Im Left Eye
Yeah! Futuristic
Yall can pack it up, I done ripped it
When you say my name, call me Miss Bitch
I make the next chick run to the exit

Yeah! Yeah, yeah I got a sick sense
Im makin this a movie like a Netflix
Im on the guest list, on the check list
Im the flyest chick, now tell me who the best is!
Yeah! Elliott be the name
Elliott back in the game
Elliott hit it wit a bang
Bring the hook back in, Timbalaind

We hit makin, hit breakin
Party shakin, innovator did yall forget?
Ground breakin, sole creator I think they forgot!
We be the most anticipated
Hit makin, hit breakin they think we done!
Party shakin, innovator
Ground breakin, sole creator all we do is make hits!
We be the most anticipated

And if you want a hit? Maybe well return ya call
Dont call collect
You have a collect call from

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