Miles the Crusher

Lyrics

[Verse] Soft-spoken, quiet storm, calm like the breeze, Miles at the plate, make the pitcher weak in the knees. Number 99, same digits as the Judge, Crushing all the doubts, let the haters hold a grudge. [Chorus] Smile so classy, bat so nasty, Pitchers throwing heat, but they never outlast me. Baseball beast, let the crowd get rowdy, Miles in the zone, home runs come proudly. [Verse 2] Outfield grass feels the shadow of his stride, Diamond’s his playground, he’s gliding, bona fide. Soft steps, hard hits, every swing precise, Crack of the bat, now the ball’s taking flight. [Bridge] From the dugout, calm, never talks too loud, But on the field, he's the king of the crowd. Humble in his nature, but his game speaks volumes, Miles owns the moment, watch him solve the problem. [Chorus] Smile so classy, bat so nasty, Pitchers throwing heat, but they never outlast me. Baseball beast, let the crowd get rowdy, Miles in the zone, home runs come proudly. [Verse 3] Bases loaded, pressure tight as a vice, Miles steps up, calm as rolling dice. Swing connects, ball rockets through the night, Scoreboard lights up, fans take flight.