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9th Inning
Hip-Hop/Rap
9th Inning was released on June 26, 2026 by Year of The Flourish / Good Writtens as a part of the album Whether You Know It Or Not
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Release DateJune 26, 2026
LabelYear of The Flourish / Good Writtens
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Thompson
Christopher Thompson
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Thompson
Christopher Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Genesis Renji
Genesis Renji
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

This my 9th inning,
Feel like its a life sentence
I got Christ in it,
Feel like we ight, *****,
Them bases loaded and my team here,
If I'm swinging for the fences aint no dreams near
You know what I determined when I seen fear,
Aye
All you ****** bitches, rappers in attendance,
Aye
Most you ****** gimmicks,
Lyin' for these women, aye
Tryna get some reach and ain't got shit to eat,
Wait
I am not yo' enemy,
I ain't wasting energy
Can't be playing kin to ****** when I know they envy me
I'm MVP,
Be careful what you send for me
I am not arraigned,
I am sick and inhumane
Got some ****** who that's gon sin for me
Make a ****** bite a bullet,
How he lying through his teeth
The shit that ****** try to speak,
When ****** don't know honesty,
Ain't gon let em bother me
No doubt that ****** shaded me,
My truth is that they can't believe,
Aye
Follow me my ****** ain't no wait to be,
Aye
Aye
Follow me my ****** ain't no wait to see,
Aye
Follow me my ****** ain't no make believe,
Aye
The family all I need, watch me plant the seed,
Wait
Focused, locked, loaded
Always going forward, uh,
Always keepin' motion
Cannot be still for long,
What u think I wouldn't notice
Aimin' for my head,
They reachin' for the throne
****** want me dead and gone because they feel like they belong
But that's where these ****** wrong,
I'm immortal in these songs,
Forever
My pen real, my love deep,
I got scars on my heart from betrayal and defeat
But I stood ten toes and inherited the mink
****** love to make you feel like you can't when they ain't,
That's the problem with the game, they can't pay what they weigh
So ****** love sending shots when they can't pay for play
I done heard it all befo'
****** mad I'm keepin' sco'
It's a reason ****** fail
And it's a reason that I don't
I don't take this shit for jokes,
So I'm providin' what they quotin'
If I gotta cook a rapper,
Then you know his ass is smoked
Break em down by the fraction,
Thats another song wrote
So tread lightly when provoked,
It ain't no threats without no smoke
I won't even have a laugh,
I'm psychotic
Plottin on a body got me feelin' like Big Papi,
It's the bottom of the 9th and just I gotta get us home
What u think they wouldn't get it,
When I get into this zone
It get pitched back in my spirit,
In my aura, it explodes
As I tell, as it was told,
Greatest story ever told
If it's upped, you better blow
If it's me or him, he gone
Ain't no boxing,
****** crashin' for the shit that we be on
Stackin' figures, makin' moves,
Till the break of dawn
Always grindin', never slippin,
Gotta stay strong
Hustle harder everyday,
Just to prove em wrong
Ask me if I give a fuck,
****** way too tough
It's a harsh reality when ****** knowin' that they stuck,
What the fuck
Written by: Christopher Thompson
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