Beat: "Heart of a Champion" by Nelly
歌詞:
[MC Jin]
Uh Jin
I treat this rap shit sorta like the NBA
Everytime I spit a rhyme is like shootin' a jay
Fuck that scholarship shit my flow gotta be set
Straight outta highschool numba one lottery pick
I know the whole league doubtin' me
But lookie here I'm 'bout to make rookie of the year
'Cuz double R was scoutin' me
Got ma own jersey is a known fact
So when Jin go plat(platinum) you can have a Jin throwback
Now yo' ass can sit on the bench listen to ya coach cuz
You tryin to freestyle he tellin you to post up
You got a deal but you bout to be a free agent
Ya technical fouls ya team actin' flagrant
You need help man ya albums on the shelf man
You aint even the sixth you more like the 12th man
You that cat wit'cha warm up suit on the whole game
Givin' High fives pattin asses they dont no ya name
What a shame chasin' somebody's balls
You that dude that wipe the floor after somebody falls
I'm a All-Star rhymer reppin China
The Yao Ming of this rap game startin' an empire
Like Jordan and Pippen Kobe and Shaq
Is like a triple-double everytime I spit on a track
Keep this heat blazin in the streets I'm amazin'
Is the NBA shit nobody beats Asians
[Joe Budden]
[Chorus:]
It's gone be the NBA never NBC (Yeah)
Rookie of the year slash MVP (Rap suckas, we back)
Never channel 4
We handle the 4
It's the number one draft pick (Yours truly)
Let your gat spit, nigga
[Repeat]
Can't treat me like a sucka
Gather up your five, man meet me at the Rucker
Put the heat to you fuckers
Half Man-Half Amazing with a clip in my boot
My 4-5 will make you "Skip To My Lou", think about it
Understand when I was younger I was all on my own
So when I said 3-2 I wasn't calling a zone
Nice truck, nice house and chain
I car jacked you like Shaq shooting a three man get outta your Range
This is regular hood shit
I put Don Cheaney under the arm and show him how to make a good nick
If you wack, you need to probably write
Either that or quit it, throw in the chair like you Bobby Knight
I work damn hard
But don't think I can't rob
Can't pitch, I still handle the rock like Shammgod
Still hurt you cowards
Still see me merking them Prowlers
And know they still call me Dirk in Dallas
I'm that nigga
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Good video
newhand96 2 years ago 8
credits to Nelly? no, you should credit John Tesh. after all, he composed this. Nelly just borrowed the riffs.
zepaholik 2 years ago 5