Jump Shots

[Verse 1: Reks]

Bad boy Piston 89'

I was trying to be like number 11, shorty with the dimes

I ain't talking block baggin' 'til the block passin' time

Zeke Thomas, we had similar dramas, similar mamas

Related to his tale, a future promise

He from Chicago, Lawrence's all that I know

But I saw the similar dilemma

The harsh hold on lost souls, pops gone, eyes closed, christmas morn'

Wishing for a new Spalding

Needed to change their logo from Jerry West to Jordan

Saw them hoop dreams turn pipe dreams, when in the night fiends, lean

Drug dealers whip is so clean

MCs jewels is so flashy and Pippen posterize Patrick Ewing, so nasty

Class be boring as hell, trying to pay attention

Then jigga dropped that "Hard Knocked Life" teaching lessons about...

[Hook]

Hood dreams

Hoop it up in Hip Hop

Settled on the mic, cause I ain't had a wicked jump shot (a wicked jump shot)

I ain't had a wicked jump shot

Settled on the mic, cause I ain't had a wicked jump shot  (wicked jump shot)

Hood dreams

Hoop it up in Hip Hop

Settled on the mic, cause I ain't had a wicked jump shot (wicked jump shot)

I ain't had a wicked jump shot

Settled on the mic (on the mic, on the mic)

[Verse 2: Reks]

Leaders of the new came to my school watching

The young Busta bust, fuck shit up, that >??< energy

The pinpoint, the precise point in life and enemy

To gather thoughts mentally, jot them down rhythmically

Walk through town processing sounds of the city

Millcity ain't seeing mills low to them Hava Hills

Really damn right 'em

Rich history forgotten

Got to talkin' with ma momma but the longer she discover

When she first came to Mass from South Carolina

>??< before ho wanna follow behind her

- to be continued -