The Hard Diamond
I'm warning you:
don't come weak
I'm telling you:
don't come lame
I play on the hard diamond,
so don't come with no softball game
I'm a hard-nosed ballplayer,
I don't mind some dirt being kicked in my face
'Cause I'm gonna come back hard charging,
and with fear that smug look is gonna be replaced
Natural born gritty truth-teller,
that's what I am, that's who I be
Step aside if you're in my base path;
if you don't wanna be in a world of pain,
then you better start doing the math
How much time do you have
before we collide when I get there
How much impact can you take
when I send you flying feet first up in the air
I play on the hard diamond,
so don't come with no softball game
I play to win every time always,
so take a number and state your name
Should I ever be down,
and it looks like for sure I'm gonna lose
There's no quit in me, no sir,
got a tough-as-nails ego that don't easily bruise
So take your best shot,
take your very best swing
Show me what you got
on this hard-to-hit offering
So take your best shot,
'cause you're down to your last swing
You've been losing a lot
to this flame throwing hard diamond king
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016
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