9th Inning (feat. Timbaland)

Yeah
 Yeah! Check it
 Yeah!
 Now I'm in the 9th inning
 Thought I fell off, I ain't quite finished
 Yeah, I'm 'bout to put my foot in it
 Talk wit' it, walk wit' it, I'm no gimmick (yeah!)
 2012, there be no games
 Real rap, real bars, I'm not playin'
 Haters, y'all lame, you a Missy Fayne
 I'm a beast in the booth, I'm just sayin' (yeah!)
 I make 'em wanna get low
 Duck wit' it, buck wit' it, let's go
 Every time I spit a rhyme, it's a sick flow
 You newcomers better sit back and take notes (yeah!)
 This here my time
 Here I come, better run, take what's mine
 'Bout to let off like a Tec nine (brrrrrat)
 This rhyme gon' make 'em push rewind (yeah!)
 Yeah, I'm so hot, up on the charts, number one spot
 See me when I drop and I won't 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
 I'm 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' (we're 'bout to change music again)
 Party shakin', innovator
 Ground breakin', sole creator (they are back!)
 We be the most anticipated (what?)
 Now I'm in the 9th inning
 People think I fail when I'm still winnin'
 So, I been gone for a hot minute
 I love this game, that's why I got a gift in it (yeah!)
 Big boy, get fly
 But they can't talk wit' a gun in the mouth
 Always they flop, bet they run in the house
 I can smell bullsh- 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
 I'm 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 homie, watch the outcome (yeah!)
 Ain't no real artists
 Wack talent get in real starvin'
 All you hear in music is the chorus
 Well, that's okay, Timmy back in the story
 We hit makin', hit breakin' (y'all can't be serious!)
 Party shakin', innovator
 Ground breakin', sole creator (we break records, I done told y'all!)
 We be the most anticipated
 Hit makin', hit breakin'
 Party shakin', innovator (how many of y'all got a catalog this long?)
 Ground breakin', sole creator
 We be the most anticipated (don't worry, I'll wait!)
 Down to the 9th inning
 I'm the real deal, y'all 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 I'm Left Eye (yeah!)
 Futuristic
 Y'all can pack it up, I done ripped it
 When you say my name, call me Miss B-
 I make the next chick run to the exit, yeah!
 Yeah, I got a sick sense
 I'm makin' this a movie like a Netflix
 I'm on the guest list, on the checklist
 I'm 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 y'all 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
 Now if you want a hit
 Maybe we'll return ya call
 Don't call collect
 (You have a collect call from)