Beastie Boys

Tough Guy

Butcher me on the court
Too many elbows to report
Now you're poking me in the eye
Bill Laimbeer motherfucker, it's time for you to die

Tough guy, it's time to check yourself
Dribbling the ball like the biz can be bad for your health
Tough guy, what you got to prove
Moving like an elephant, that's your favorite move
Tough guy, your shit is going out

Tough guy

Box me out with your fat ass
Throw me around like a bounce pass
You've got tombstone hangin' over your dick
Cause a minor earthquake when you throw a moving pick

Tough guy, you think you're like the Shaq
Keep running around, you'll catch a heart attack
Tough guy, what are you giving me
The way you're playing ball, you'll stop me from living b

Tough guy, tough guy
Tough guy, you're shit is weak
Tough guy, you fucking freak
Tough guy, I'll stick your shit
Tough guy

Curtis Blow

Basketball

Chorus:
They're playing Basketball,
We love that Basketball,
They're playing Basketball,
We love that Basketball

(Now rapping Basketball, Number 1, Kurtis Blow)
Basketball is my favorite sport,
I like the way they dribble up and down the court,
Just like I'm the King on the microphone,

So is Dr. J and Moses Malone,
I like Slam-dunks, take me to the hoop,
My favorite play is the alley-oop,
I like the pick-and-roll, I like the give-and-go,
Cause it's Basketball, uh, Mister Kurtis Blow.

Chorus

I used to go to dinner, and then take the girl,
To see Tiny play against Earl The Pearl,
And Wilt, Big O, and Jerry West,
To play Basketball at it's very best,
Basketball has always been my thing,
I like Magic, Bird, and Bernard King,
And number 33, my man Kareem
 

B Real, Coolio, Busta Rhymes, LL Cool J, Method Man

Hit' em High - The Monstar's Antheme

(Intro)

Greetings, earthlings
We have now taken over your radioooo.....

(B-Real)
Goin' straight through the hole
You ain't got no game
I'm breakin' ya out the frame
Coming through like a train
Looking to take over the world is my goal
With my unstoppable crew takin' all control
You can't get none of this, we're runnin' this
Well taker, earth shaker, 3 point gunnin' this
Get out the lane, i'm comin' through
And if you don't wanna move then i'm comin' right through you

(Coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your whole squad better duck
It's like switch when I bust
Now you're whole crew is dust
Comin' through my area, i'ma have to bury ya
The real scream team on your scream scene
It's like showdown on the range

Go tell me who wanna tangle with

the ghetto witch-doctor neighborhood superhero?

Chorus:

(B-Real)
We want it all (want it all!)
Unstoppable, we run the floor (run the floor!)
You can't take none of this hardcore (hardcore!)
In the game we take you to war (war!)
You ain't seen nothin' like this before (all)
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low
If I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high
And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low

(Method Man)
Insane like a runaway train i'm in your lane
Like it's only 3 seconds to score to win the game
Came to bring the ultimate pain upon the brain
Untamed, you won't like it when I change
And you are type strange
Make room, maniacal monster in the game
And I got my eye on you
Deadshot aim, as free throws keep comin' down like rain
You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you
The Monstar again, i'm tellin' you
Pass me the rock, now i'm headed to the basket
Get up out my way is what you better do
My tactics is unsportsmanlike conduct
You better ask it
Don't get no better than this, you catch my drift?
You get stripped by ballhandlers ruled by Swackhammer
Danger, you're dealin' with offical hoop-bangers
With hang time like a coat hanger
Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks
What up doc? The Monstar funk

(LL Cool J)
Lightning strikes and the court lights get dim
Supreme competition is about to begin
Above the rim, finessin' and moves is animated
Once I get to ballin', I can't be deflated
I'm rugged raw, my Monstars is gettin' money
When clicks get to buggin', I'm snatchin' up their bunnies (Uhh!)
Every step I take shakes the ground
I'll make you break your ankles, son, shakes you down
This is my planet, I'm bout business
The best that ever done it, can I get a witness? (Uhhh!)
Cumulus clouds bring darkness up above
You in it for the money?
Or in it for the love, M.J.?
23 ways to make a pay
Loungin' in the mothership back around my way (Uhh!)
I'm 28 light years old
If the refs get political, dribble like Bob Dole
Am I gettin' lyrical?
Daddy, I think so
Monstar droppin' flavor fluid so drink slow

Chorus

(Busta Rhymes)
Yo, god bless!!
Pick up your chest
Here's an example of how I can stress your full court press
With finesse, I bench-press your stress whenever you test
We're speed ballin', on the fastbreak just like the pony express
I'm gonna mingle in your face and take the lid off
Just use your head and forfeit the game
You and your team just need to back off!!
Get off my block, gimmie the ball, I said it's my rock!!
I'm startin' a line-up by gettin' y'all to bring the livestock
Throw all your money in the pot
And make sure you bet all your money on my bank shot
When we come right through tell me what you really gonna do?
We'll leave your team name in shame and take your talent from you
While you abandon your ship, we take your championship
With nothing left for you to see except the instant replay clip
Money spending, goal tending, stay-bending teams like crash cars
Who do they be?
They be the Monstars!!!!!!

Chorus
 

Cheech and Chong

featuring Tyrone Shoelaces

Basketball Jones

Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones
Got a Basketball Jones, oh baby, oo-oo-ooo

Yes, I am the victim of a Basketball Jones
Ever since I was a little baby, I always be dribblin'
In fac', I was de baddest dribbler in the whole neighborhood
Then one day, my mama bought me a basketball
And I loved that basketball
I took that basketball with me everywhere I went
That basketball was like a basketball to me

I even put that basketball underneath my pillow
Maybe that's why I can't sleep at night
I need help, ladies and gentlemens
I need someone to stand beside me
I need, I need someone to set a pick for me at the free-throw line of life
Someone I can pass to
Someone to hit the open man on the give-and-go
And not end up in the popcorn machine
So cheerleaders, help me out

{cheerleaders sing repeatedly...}
(Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones)
(I got a Basketball Jones, oh baby, oo-oo-ooo)

{while Tyrone Shoelaces sings/speaks...}
Oh, that sounds so sweet
Sing it out
C'mon Coach Booty, Red Blazer, sing along with me
That be bad, honky
Yeah
I want everybody in the whole stadium to stand up and sing with us
Oh yeah, sing it out like you're proud
All right, everybody watchin' coast-to-coast, sing along with us
Bill Russell, sing along with us
Chick Hearn, sing along with us
Chris Schenkel, don't sing nothin'

Oh, it feels so good
Gimme the ball
I'll go one-on-one against the world, left-handed
I could stuff it from center court with my toes
I could jump on top of the backboard,

take off a quarter, leave fifteen cents change

I could, I could dribble behind my back

I got more moves than Ex-Lax I'm bad

I could dribble with my tongue

Here I go down court, try to stop me

You can't stop me 'cause I  got a Basketball Jones

Here I come That's my hook shot with my eyebrow

Yeah, I could dunk it with my nose

I'm, I'm bad as King Kong,

Gimme the ball I'm hot, I'm hot as...,
I'm hot as..., I'm hot as... uh Uh, uh, uh, uh

(Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones,

I got a Basketball Jones, Basketball Jones)
{many times to fade}

Coolio

All The Way Live (Now)

(1)  It's all the way live. It's all the way live
It's all the way live. It's all the way live
Why you take a chunk and go up for a dunk?
An' I never been a punk but your girl calls me hunk
Straight to the hoop and I know how to shoot
If you wanna know the truth then you better get the scoop
Comin' up to miss wit' my mic in my fist
An' everybody's lookin' so you know I gotta bit
You take me that can't be
Shook an' took like all rookies
So if you're a beginner an' you want wanna be a winner
Then you better have some spinach with your dinner
So just put your head to the sky, if you wanna ride
And keep you eye on the flies cause it's live
(repeat 1)
 

What you see is what you get
And what you got is a whole lotta sweat
Blood and tears, so have no fear
Cause they ain't seen moves like these in years
I can shake it bake it, show the fake
But never perpetrate or player hate
My name ain't Brat but I'm Funkdafied
My name ain't Luke but I can walk-the-sky
So put it over here homie low, an' go for broke
And watch the smoke but make sure you don't choke
Put your head to the sky, if you wanna ride
And keep you eye on the flies cause it's live
(repeat 1)
 

Ooo the music's in the groove
It's the rap that makes you move
'Cause Lakeside show-ed up at the party
Ooo the music's in the groove
It's the rap that makes you move
Coolio show-ed up at the party
(rpt 1)
 

This ain't Penny Hardaway or Kareem Abdul
It's Coolio in the house but you can call me cool
An' I gotta keep it real for my peeps on the street
You can fill it in your feet or bump it in your jeep
From sea to shinning sea the rows of century
Bend under Sicily I put it down for the G
Feel the fire, feel the funk
An' you better clear the lane when I'm goin' dunk
I ain't looking for protocol, got sumpin' for all o' y'all
To make you get your back up off the ball
Just put your head to the sky, if you wanna ride
And keep you eye on the flies cause it's live
(repeat 1)

Dlr Band

Slam Dunk

Got basic skills
The kind that thrill
My moves are hot
Can't block that shot
Watch me now- Oh yeah
Check my style
I make you smile
Hang time reverse?
Just watch me work
Shack to Chateau-
Watch me go!
You want a big car
And you finally win it
Next week your sleepin' in it
That's the game we play
And I plan on winnin'...
Slam dunk!
Guaranteed to shock
I can't be stopped
Don't need no defense baby
I plays on top
Let the good times roll
My game is better than ever
Winners- they come and go
Legends- they're forever

Jimmy Fallon

(I Can't Play) Basketball

Intro~ 
Yo! 
Are you ready for some air ball throwin, free throw blowin,

Nno look where I'm goin, free style flowin?

You are in my house baby! 

Well it's tip off time and I'm off the tip.

Walkin to the bench and I sit. Bite my lip,

Bustin out rhymes, standin in line cause it's garbage time.

Cause I'm calm, I'm cool and I collected eighteen shots that got rejected.

I'm not Corey Feldman, I'm not Corey Haim.

I got a license to drive but I ain't got game. 

(Chorus 2x) 
Jimmy, What you say? 
You can't play 
Basketball 
 
Wear my socks high cause it makes me feel cool.

I don't know how to dribble, but I know how to drool.

People always say that I'm a basketball fool.

I got a little tiny hoop cold "floatin" in my pool. 
Played my friend's dog on a twenty doolar bet.

I took him to the hole. I took him to the vet.

Shoot from the three every chance I get.

I call it in the air, nothin but nothin. 

Repeat chorus 2 times

(Spoken)
Okay, here's my chance. The open lane.

Don't get nervous. Don't sweat. Everyone's watching.

You can do it, man. I mean, just dribble up.

Don't double dribble. Just dribble normal.

Don't show everyone that you can dribble super-fast between your legs

like you do in your driveway.

No, this is in front of people on the court.

I'm gonna go up in the air, I'm gonna dunk it as hard as I can.

Cause usually I'm on the other end.

People dunking on ME.

I'm used to some 7 foot dude's "thingy" getting smacked in my face.

I still got the bruise to prove it.

But I ain't gonna take that nickname "Dick Bruiseface" lyin down!

My name ain't Dick Bruiseface!! 

Verse 3: 
Well listen up ya'll! You know I'm not tall!

My name was never written on the bathroom wall.

I'm gonna say "What's up?!" I'm gonna take the pump.

Cause I'm a moving pick, I'm gonna shoot some bricks.

So I huff and puff, I say enuff Z'nuff.

I'd rather watch Ahmad Rashad on the inside stuff.

Say! 
Repeat chorus 4 times
 

5ive

Slam Dunk Da Funk

Five bad boys with the power to rock you
Blowing your mind so you gotta get into
Five, whatcha waiting
Four, if you wanna
Three, three
Two, two
One let's do it

(Welcome to tonight's game
and if you've just tuned in these five guys
have been taking it to the rim
slam dunking the whole night
I'm feeling really great, how about you John?
Hit me)

Do you wanna get freaky
When the five of us make one
You gotta push the good vibe on
If you really wanna feel it
Got da flava in my song
But I really need to know

Bridge:
Do you wanna get down
Do you wanna get funky
Do you wanna get down
Get on down

Chorus:
Slam dunk da funk, put it up
(If you got that feeling)  (3 times)
Slam dunk da funk, put it up (put it up)

You gotta shoot, pass, slam baby time to set it off
I'll be up, up away, above the rim and hook a shot
Ally oop, baby, whoop, there it is and now I got ya
Three seconds left, it's just enough for me to rock ya
Now check it, how I flip it rock a beat cos
I get with it and everybody wants to be the man
With a hey, yippee yo yippee four quarter slam
Everybody grab a party and just get on down

(Bridge)

(Chorus)

You wanna know what hits you like a fork lift truck
We got J, AB, Rich, Sean and Scott rocking the extra
Curricular ladies love particular fella
Who knock da meter get the boom shake regular
Five bad boys, honey no, we don't quit til we hit
The rebound sound with a kick
So come on everybody, everybody in tune
As I boomshake 'n rock a boody
Gimme room
Clap your hands
Stamp your feet
Push it in, pull it out to the beat

(Chorus)
 

Forty-Two

Funky White Guy

White Boy says he's gonna make it big someday,
Gonna be a point guard in the NBA,
He plays basketball at the YMCA,
He eats his Wheaties every day,
(Slowed pace)
But he sighs and he cries,
In his bed with dismay.
Because. . .
(Drum solo)
(CHORUS)
He's just a funky white guy (4 times)

(Drum solo)
He buys some spiffy Air Jordan shoes,
He gets a nose ring, and dyes his hair blue,
He climbs in his Geo; to the ghetto he flew,
He jumped from the car and screamed "What's up, foo!"
(Slowed pace)
All the ghetto G's asked "Who are you?"
He said. . .

(CHORUS)
I'm just a funky white guy (4 times)

(Drum solo)
He dribbled the ball to the hardwood,
He fired up a three; it fell no good,
He told 'em he'd beat 'em, if only he could,
They said "Get some practice, you really should!"
(Slowed pace)
He promised never to return to the hood,
Because. . .
He's just a funky white guy

The Flys

The Gods of Basketball

you see clearly in their heads
they make you wish
that you were dead
but you will come to show them all
the sacred game of basketball

they'll be sorry when you're gone 
they'll be sorry when you're gone

acting out just like they're fools
they must be teaching that in schools

they'll be sorry when you're gone (2)

watch you roll your eyes around
seem to like it on the ground
on the ground, on the ground, on the ground

but you will come to show them all
the sacred game of basketball

they'll be sorry when you're gone (2)

G. Love and Special Sauce

Shooting Hoops

When the school lets out and the shifts are done
Get the boys together get a ball get a run
Lace up the sneaks kick off them shoes
I'll admit I play to win yo cause I don't like to lose
At Seger Park they've got the competition
Good moves baby -- I'm the definition
They shooting hoops
Yeah Yeah Yeah
They playing basketball
 

I learned at Old Pine, see I'm the school yard hustler
I had my hardknocks now I'm an off the backboard buster
I could fake to the left penetrate like Mike
Or 360 in the air as Dominique might
I could pass like Magic
I could shoot like the Bird, after a Doctor J dunk
The courtside drunk said good lord
They shooting hoops
Yeah Yeah Yeah
They playing basketball
 

Lunch from a hot dog stand a pretzel and a pop
We've been playing all day cause we've had this court nonstop
The city sun is hot -- all the courts they steaming
Bright eyed young ball handlers are believing and dreaming
Hoping some day all this playing will be paying
That's what all the sideline junkies smoking reefer keep saying
They shooting hoops
Yeah Yeah Yeah
They playing basketball

Imajin

I Don't Wanna Play Basketball

Talking [intro]
Yo what's up with Olamide today man?
I don't know man
Is he trippin' or somethin'? (Yea he is)
He said he ain't comin'
With his main boys to the court
(Wants to play ball man)
What's up with that?
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Yea what's up with that?)
Knowin' that we play ball everyday
He just gonna sell out on us like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
That's straight up bull man (That nigga trippin?)
You know what I'm sayin'?
He trippin' like a heart attack (Ha, ha, ha..)
What's up with that dog?

Hook:
We like 'em in the coupes... what? uh huh... yea
Ladies in the coupes... yea...who this?

(repeat 3 times) 

Verse 1: (Olamide)

Today felt so good
Ladies cruisin' through my hood
Lookin' like Hollywood
And my friends up to no good
They want me to play ball
But I'm sittin' here waiting for your call
Gotta get to the mall
And look at all the girls with no flaws

Chorus:
I don't wanna play basketball... yea baby
Cuz I'm too small to hoop... yea baby
I just wanna get down with ya'll
(I just wanna get down with ya'll)... Oh yea
With the ladies in the coupes (The ladies in the coupes)
I don't, I don't, I don't

Verse 2: (Olamide)
Don't wanna go to class

Cuz I didn't make the team
I'd rather be chasin'... uh, uh
Cuz that's my only dream
Let 'em go play that ball
If only you could have it all...yea
Find me a rich one
Cuz baby I'm fine

Chorus 2 times

We like 'em in the coupes... what?... uh huh yea
(sing it) Ladies in the coupes (what, what)
We like 'em in the coupes... what?... uh huh... that's right
(sing it) Ladies in the coupes

(many times...)

Jin

NBA

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 high school 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

Kriminal

Basketball

I'm not goin left I'm not goin right

just wanna get it on tonight,

cant stop me now my game is tight,

no one can hold me down.

stopa everybody come on, (pull'em up pull'em up)

shota everybody come on, swisha,

scora eveybody come on.

I'm not goin left i'm not goin right

just wanna get it on tonight,

can't stop me now my game is tight,

no one can hold me down.

stopa everybody come on, i'm ginna wina,

everybody come on, (pull'em up, pull'em up)

Shota everybody come on, scora a everybody come on!!

YA
 

Lil' Bow Wow

featuring Fabolous, Fundisha and Jermaine Dupri

Basketball

[Chorus: Fundisha - repeat 4 times]
They're playing basketball
We love that basketball

[Lil' Bow Wow]
Yeah, now basketball is my favorite sport
I love the way they dribble up and down the court
I keep it so fresh on the microphone
I like no interruption when the game is on
I like slam dunk, to take me to the hoop
My favorite play is the alley-oop
I like the pick-and-roll
I like the give-and-go
In this basketball, Bow Wow, let's go

[Chorus]

[Lil' Bow Wow]
I got the rock in my hands
Ain't no telling what I'm gonna do with it
When I come position I'ma act a fool with it
I might cross you up fake one way
Turn around and hit you with you with the MJ fadeaway
I'm throwing dime passes like J. Kidd
Taking cats to the rack
And I'm dunking on them like T. Mac
When I'm in the paint I play with that Alonzo style
I'm like Darius cause I can shoot two miles

[Fabolous]
Don't too many players get offers like me
Back and forth, I'll likely
Shake the checks off your Nikes
They almost had me in a suit at the draft
And it look like a free throw when I be shooting from half
The first step like Iverson - blow past you
Usually nothing but net, but I can go blast too
When I'm in the paint the defense so shook
They don't know if  I'ma put up a slow hook, or dish off a no-look
See my game consist of a whole lotta
Moves you would think I learned from the Harlem Globetrotters
J.D. gon lead us to a ring
Fab and Bow Wow the only players that make cheerleaders wanna sing

[Chorus]

[Jermaine Dupri]
Now tell me were you in the joint
The night  MJ scored 63 points
When the Lakers won titles back to back
Didn't give nobody, no kind of slack
When Vince Carter gave and stuck his arm in the rim
Everybody went crazy in the whole damn gym
Dikembe Mutombo standing tall
Playing D with desire, it's basketball

[Chorus] - repeat until fade

Lil' Bow Wow

(from 'Like Mike' soundtrack)

Take Ya Home

From the C-O to across the seas
I'm guaranteed to everybody bounce wit me
Been known to put it down anyplace I be
You can copy but it's only gon' be one me
I don't ride in no cars till a man come wit me
14 and i started up a whole epidemic
Look, ya'll know what I'm talkin about
Ever since I hooked up with the homie down south
TV shows, magazine covers
Girls in groups sayin, "We go wit each other."
Sold out shows, pocket full of cake
What you know about selling tres mil out the gate?
I'm the hottest thang around
Neck full of bling, bling like the neptune sound
I got it locked on the left, right, front & rear
When I step up in the spot this is all I hear

I said Lil' Bow Wow you just don't know
The way you move so fast across the floor
I mean you run through my mind like all the time
To the point that I just wanna take ya home

Right now, when I'm old, where I'm gonna be
How I flow, homie you can bet the house on me
I'ma forever be up under the scope
I ain't tryin' to go out like Todd Bridges off Different Strokes
I was born to rock, born to rhyme
What you lookin' at is somethin' that's before their time
Like the number 2-3 in the red and black
Mr. 106 & Park is back...Holla!
I do it like no other
And attract mo' family than Ringling Brothers
I got 'em scattered, covered, smothered like hash browns
See I'm the best just ask around
I'm here now, and ain't nobody takin' mine
It's a waste of time if you thinkin' you can
You betta off gettin' a shirt, makin' a sign that reads
"Shad Moss, I'm yo number 1 fan!"

I said Lil' Bow Wow you just don't know
The way you move so fast across the floor
I mean you run through my mind like all the time
To the point that I just wanna take ya home
 

Lincoln

Basketball

There over on the corner
Quarter past 3 o'clock
Plaid skirts and knee socks
One sucking on a Newport
One eyeing up the half court
One twirling her hair with her fingers

Hey What's up
You know
They're so good to go
Cool as a Mr. Freeze

White girls
Watching
Black boys
Playing basketball

Heads banging off the backboard
Hightops nobody can afford
Look sharp for the muchachitas
Three points and a foul shot
Somebody scores a bag of pot
Hang out for the disco fever

One on one
We jump the gun
Everybody shoots the breeze

Hey
What's up
You know
They're so good to go
Cool as a Mr. Freeze

White girls
Watching
Black boys
Playing basketball

Master P
Basketball
 

They're playing basketball
We love that basketball (5 times) 

Basketball is my favorite sport
I like the way they dribble up and down the court
Some ball players like the microphone
Charles Oakley and Charles Barkley like to break bones
Ron Mercer like to slam dunk straight to the hoop
Derek Ander' love the alley oop
Allen Iverson like the pick and roll
But me myself, I like the give and go

They're playing basketball
We love that basketball (twice)

Kevin Garnett jump out this world
Some say Sam Cassell look like Earl The Pearl
McGrady, Vince Carter are the very best
But Jason Williams, Ricky Davis don't take no mess
See basketball has always been my thing
I like Kobe, Dennis Rodman and the three point kings
And number 34, the man of the hour
Shaquille O'Neal got the money and the power

They're playing basketball
We love that basketball (twice)

Patrick Ewing, Sprewell on the same team
And Scottie Pippen's rolling with the dream
Stoudamire meets Mark Berry
And what about Gary Payton, now that's scary
Jalen Rose rolling with Reggie Miller
Malone and Stockton, two thrillers
Alonzo Mourning, some say he mean
But Tim Hardaway crossover be green

(Chorus till end)

Shaquille O'Neal

featuring Trigga

Fly Like An Eagle

(Shaquille O'Neal)  Yo Trigg
(Trigga) Yeah, yeah diesel
(Shaquille O'Neal)  Come take this ride with me dog
(Trigga)  Let's flow dog, Diesel, diesel
(Shaquille O'Neal) Wha-wha-wha-wha
(Trigga)  Diesel, lethal  Diesel, lethal  Diesel, lethal

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Speed baller to Emblem ember shot caller
Natural born athlete, actor with a rap sheet
Contain live parts minority five stars
See me on it g'z at your neighborhood ball park

(Trigga)
Spark explosives an LA way magic doses
Elopeses(?)  minor league you can't cope kid
We prime slack, twelve ‘o' clock news a lot
Half time we gonna dedicate to Biggie & Pac
Eazy just got rocked, forgive me if I forgot
Do believe we mourn till the traffics torn

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Till hip-hop's reborn till the youth is worn
Peace to all setbacks, time the key, fuck rap

(Trigga)
Ahead of the game I'll be better with fame
Displaying one's name, cool legers get cheddar in vain
Nuff to make the sane insane, the tame untame
New rules, new opponents lost is no condolence
And we ain't studying till we stable holding
You holding, you holding, you holding, you holding, you holding

(Chorus)
(Trigga)
Flow diesel, so lethal need a sequel
No equals oh fly like an eagle
Prime tracks making power moves with Shaq
Hold that, hold this Big Dogs don't miss

(Trigga)
Fans claim on the court torch the jam sport

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Millennium leader sip Gataray no trieve-a

(Trigga)
Focus physical soul-matic with the lyrical

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Crack balls with swords leave you in gay form

(Trigga)
Let me find out let me find out
Pressure on you, you yell time out

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Sports illustrated hip-hop affiliated upgraded
Killer rumors are being out-gated

(Trigga)
Giant it's me in my alliance trade Mack for science

(Shaquille O'Neal)
No long shot, chest pass when the balls hot

(Trigga)
Winners ingredients slow it up be obedient
Learning something, close attention might earn you something
Sit on a plane, master the game, life of a cane

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Rock the crowd like a cango, peep the lango
Old nil flow so ill from any angle

(Trigga)
We switch while you throw bricks and air balls
Pay raps for calls, never make it to play-offs

(Chorus)
(Trigga)
Flow diesel, so lethal need a sequel
No equals oh fly like an eagle
Prime tracks making power moves with Shaq
Hold that, hold this Big Dogs don't miss

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Score half a man, tour inner more than a clan
Official fam, protect ya neck, T.W.IsM.

(Trigga)
Shizam generation X ask Flex
We ain't against the law guess it's cause you too tall
Too muscular, too busy with the sizzler
B-boy's can't stand so they hawk us
Send an enemy to stalk us self-destructers
I slam jam bring ruckus get you suckers

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Seven man scissors like the ones I ain't planned
Ball daily, hoops from the roof like Haley
(Twin tower blocks) me, Brian and Fox

(Trigga)
Non-stop am, pm at the Coliseum
Players is timid when we get in its no limit
Flow splendid a fast brakes how we end it

(Chorus)
(Trigga)
Flow diesel, so lethal need a sequel
No equals oh fly like an eagle
Prime tracks making power moves with Shaq
Hold that, hold this Big Dogs don't miss
Flow diesel, so lethal need a sequel
No equals oh fly like an eagle
Prime tracks making power moves with Shaq
Hold that, hold this Big Dogs don't miss

(Shaquille O'Neal)
(Flow diesel)
Big Dogs don't miss Big Dogs don't miss
Big Dogs don't miss Big Dogs don't miss
Flow diesel, so lethal need a sequel
No equals aiyyo fly like an eagle

(Trigga)
Yo, yo, yo you gotta drop me off at Coney island man
(What?) You gotta take me to Coney Island man

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Nah dog, nah dog we on our way to Jersey the Brick city son

(Trigga)
Y'all I live in Brooklyn man you gotta me to Coney Island man
I can't get on a train from here

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Aight I'll tell you what
Since you lace me in a song
You ain't gotta take the train
I'll send my helicopter to come get you
Aight?
We gonna fly like an eagle

(Trigga)
Aight, aight, aight, aight
Diesel, lethal
Diesel, diesel lethal (need a sequel)
Diesel, diesel lethal (need a sequel)
Diesel (no equals) diesel lethal
Diesel, diesel lethal

Shaquille O'Neal

featuring Def Jef

I Know I Got, Skillz

Intro (Shaq):

Yo Jef, why don't you give me a hoopa beat or something, something I can go
to the park to,
yeah, there you go, allright, I like that, I like that,
it sound dope,

(Bust 'em in the eye Shaq)

Verse 1 (Shaq):

You wanna fight? come fight me,
I'll hit ya with the "wa-psh-psh-psh", see, see
I get dirty after dark, I'll treat like Speilberg,
you get your ass kicked in the park,
(oooohhhh)
you don't beleive me, the proof is in the pudding,
little boy in the hood, way before Cuba Gooding,
I flip scripts with the mad pa-style, freeze
music please,
I dribble rhymes like Basketball-ems,
people call me E.T.,
(what's that Shaq man?)
Extra-Tallems,
you better than Shaq-tack, fool, shut up liar,
I lean on the statue of liberty when I get tired,
than I'll punch you in the stomach, I don't give a heck,
(hey yo, why you bug a hooker like that?)
yo, she breated on my neck,
people walk around like yall, they got charred,
but I'm big like Gorilla, 6-7, large,
I kick rhymes like moduck-kwong you,
I smoke-smoke the mic-mic,
I Chech and Chong you,
you don't like Shaq, frankly I don't give a damn,
I know I got skills man, I know I got skills man,

Verse 2 (Def Jef):

suprise, look who's back,
not a prize from a cracker jack,
look at that, it's Def Jef with the Shaq Attack,
flexin', I'll be crackin your back with the boom-boom-bap,
pass the mic over here, you ain't gon' want it back,
everybody said I got fat, yep, but so did my wallet,
still ripping rhymes and dropping bombs like Ali, Mohammed
do yourself a solid, don't flex, you go sex,
you know the time, get the hard hat, the rolex,
the way I see, if I was wack like you I'd be at me,
the way I hold it down, you'd swear my name was Gravity,
Def Jef with the funk, Def Jef don't front, you know how the name is spelt,
I'm making it vital, my title, fool, break yourself,
attack the track like Shaq on a whack broad,
coming up with the hits, and I'm coming down with the backboard,
don't fake the funk, just make the sound's up from the trunk,
the reason your tape didn't hit the deck is because your hits don't bump,
so get back, ain't no hassle, cause you ain't holding nuthin,
keep sticking around, you get beat down like you stole something,
sleep on me and the Shaq and ??? your own???,
cause I know I got skills man, I know I got skills man,

Verse 3:

[Def Jef]
ah yeah, yall don't know nothing about this,
the Shaq man's in the arsenal,
what's up like that,
Double XL in the nine-ohs kid,
skills to make mills,
big up, Flava Unit, Funky Town, ya ??? large,
so check this out Shaq man, we gon' let this beat play right here, let all
the brothers and sister know.....

[Shaq]
nah, nah, let me continue
I'm a be like D-Rock and see what's next on the menu,
mic-checka, the rim and rhyme wrecka,
rocks from here to Mecca,
boom shack-a-lak-a-lak-a,
I got a hand that'll rock ya cradle,
cream you like cheese, spread you on my bagle,
my Ford Explorer boomin' with the clumped-up funk,
all you jealous punks can't stop my dunks,
they're brand new like Heavy,
built like Chevy, Impala,
but Shaq's a smooth balla,
(yeah, but what about rhymin?)
I can hold my own,
knick-knack shaq-attack, give a dog a bone,
rhymin is like hoopin', I'm already a legend,
back in the days in the Fush-camp section,
used to kick rhymes like baby, baby, baby,
every once, every twice, three times a lady,
is what I listened to, riding with my moms,
how you like me now? I drop bombs,
when you see me, please tap my hands,
I know I got skills man, I know I got skills man

Outro (Shaq):
I'd like to give a shout-out to my boy Uzi, Def Jef, Little Swany, Meech,
Ron Mac, and my other cousin Ron,
this is another rough shot from the arsenal,
and you know what. booty rappers, stay booty,
ha-ha-ha, and we out,

ahhh ha ha ha ha,
ahhhhh ha ha ha ha,
ahhhh..psyche

Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Magic Johnson

l. a. lakers fast break makers
kinds of the court shake and bake all takers
back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
m-a-g-i-c see you on the court
buck has come to play his way and his way is to thwart
m-a-g-i-c magic of the buck
other teams pray for dreams
but he don't give a fuck
penetrating the lane like a bullet train
comes the magic blood a telepathic brain
knucklehead suckers better duck
when the buck comes through like a truck
scott stops pops and drops it in
on his way back gets a little skin
from the hand of a man named a. c. green
slam so hard break your t.v. screen
worthy's hot with his tomahawk
take it to the hole make your mamma talk
i hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
l. a. lakers fast break makers
kings of the court shake and bake all takers
back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact
lakers are the team that i watch on the telly
cause they got more moves
that a bowl full of jelly
the buck stops here - pops - then cheers
a roar through the forum
that deafens my ears
the one and only know if his kind
sits in a throne
not for the records that he holds
but for being bald and bold
kareem abdul jabbar
all time great super super star
i hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
does anybody want some magic johnson
l. a. lakers fast break makers
kings of the court shake and bake all takers
back to back is a bad ass fact a claim that remains in tact

R.O.C.

(from 'Like Mike' soundtrack)

NBA 2k2

I got the rock I'm bringing it down

so watch the clock i'm scoring any second now

you can't trap me and you can't get at me

please don't even reach cause the crossover's nasty

you see how I pick and roll then I spin on em' and no look down
low alley hoop then hurry up and get back on de cause

I'm not about to let the same thing happen to me

still shot blocks rejections

head check bad past interflection

fast break in the opposite direction

coming down with the 2 on 1 look out swing
the ball out to the wing the game in a clutch

so I put the tray up that's all day you can't stop

my jay it's NBA2K2

let's play.

you can't guard me you can't stick me

you can't hold me you can't get me

all day my jay is on and all day my game is on
you can't guard me you can't stick me

you can't hold me you can't get me

all day my jay is on and all day my game is on
 

fast breaker play maker

dub for double lay up

we run the game 23

won't play us it's zone de IV

couldn't jay we couldn't get back down by the Lakers

we set traps ya'll ballers

couldn't break us start with the head faker

then I take a future hall of famer

to many moves you reach and you lose

is it the shoes the shoes it's gotta be the shoes

the crowd is screamin with amazement

run around the screen hit the shot

while i'm fading swish and 1 got the continuation

ref give em' a tech they be fouling me flagrant

I take em' outside I take em' inside

top of the key

I take em' to the baseline

to the left crossed em' to the right

take flight I'm doing this all night
 

You can't guard me you can't stick me

you can't hold me you can't get me all day

my jay is on and all day my game is on.

Presidents of the United States

Magic Johnson Dream

I had a dream
Magic Johnson was there
He autographed the ball
Small rubber ball
10 feet tall
Big puffy shoes
Are the cameras on?
Are the cameras on?
Set the ball down
Went onto the court
Shot a swish
Felt like a... (laughter)
Felt like a pro
Went back to the spot
Magic was gone
Same old ball
Time to go home.

Sesame Street

Five

Who says five friends can't have fun?
Who says five's not as good as one?
Who says, "Two is company; five's a mob"?
Gotta tell ya!
Someone who says five's too much should get a job
Playing basketball!

Who says five's not a real great time?
We think five is quite sublime.
See us walk!
And hear us talk!
We most emphatically gotta squawk
About bein' and feelin' alive ...
And five!

69 Boyz

Hoop In Yo Face

aint ready so ya better believe that uhh yall aint ready yall aint ready
so act like ya know that yall aint ready yall aint ready what we gon do now?

Hoop all in yo face gonna hoop all in yo face yeah baby hoop all in yo face

gonna hoop all in yo face come on now hoop all in yo face

gonna hoop all in yo face one time gonna ho-o-o-o-p all in yo face

So you wanna go toe to toe but that aint wise to do

now I suggest that you think this through and then go call your crew

'cause you 'gon need a little help, a matter of fact all the help you can get

'cause country folk from the dirty south aint the folk to play with.

now I'll admit sometimes some folks just understand

but on the real it appears to me you gon learn first hand now

if thats the deal on how you feel then name the time and the place

and me and my crew will be glad to hoop to da hoop all in yo face baby.

hoop all yo face gonna hoop all in yo face yah baby hoop all in yo face
gonna hoop all in yo face come on now hoop all in yo face

gonna hoop all in yo face what we 'gon do now hoop all in face gonna hoop in yo face

yall aint ready yall aint ready come on now yall aint ready

yall aint ready so ya better believe that yall aint ready yall aint ready yeah baby
yall aint ready yall aint ready one time

we aint tryin to scare ya up yall we lettin' you know that

it aint no games when it comes to the 65 plus 4.

'cause we take time to do it right uh and that there's for sure

and once we do it you best believe it's not to be done be no more

'cause we take pride in dustin' chumps off like it no thang

so if you and your little crew still believe yall can hang

then do just like I said before and time and the place

and me and my boyz do the do heee-oop in yo face

hoop all yo face gonna hoop all in yo face come on now hoop all in yo face

gonna hoop all in yo face yeah baby hoop all in yo face gonna hoop
all in yo face one time hoop all in face gonna hoop in yo face

Dawg maybe you can explain 'cause I dont understand

how you 'gon hang when you aint even munch the man sittin' next to the man

dont get me wrong you still get respect

'cause we were raised like that to get with this crew

and let me tell you it aint no day like thar now I done said all I'm gonna say

and I won't sat nothin' else 'cause you got the facts
and it's up to you on how you gonna play yourself 

but if you decide to get with crew you better bring the base

'cause once we start we aint 'gon stop till you get hooped up in yo face

hoop all yo face gonna hoop all in yo face one time hoop all in yo face
gonna hoop all in yo face yeah baby hoop all in yo face gonna hoop all in yo face

 come on now hoop all in face gonna hoop in yo face

yall aint ready yall aint ready yeah baby yall aint ready yall aint ready

one time yall aint ready yall aint ready so ya better believe that
uh yall aint ready yall aint ready so act like ya know that

the ville wanna (hoop)

o-town wanna (hoop)

miami wanna (hoop)

tampa wanna (hoop)

atlana wanna (hoop)

chi-town wanna (hoop)

new york wanna (hoop)
l.a.  wanna (hoop)

dallas wanna (hoop)

alabama wanna (hoop)

carolina wanna (hoop)

milwalke wanna (hoop)

memphis wanna (hoop)

everybody wanna (hoop)

come on now

hoop all in yo face gonna hoop al in yo face yeah baby hoop all in yo face

gonna hoop all in yo face come on now

yall aint ready yall aint ready yall aint ready yall aint ready yall
aint ready... (fade out)

Skee-Lo

I Wish

Hey, this is radio station W-S-K-E-E
We're takin' calls on the wish line
Making all your wacky wishes come true

Hello

1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala

I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I can get with Leoshi
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme a way to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin phat
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean up on the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
Got hit with a bottle
And I been in the hospital
For talkin' that mess
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type
(repeat)

I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that's flat
And do you really wanna know what's really whack
See I can't even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
With the hood rats you can hold tight
But really tho' I 'm a figaro
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 until the 105
Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
In a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin' me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
(repeat)

I wish I was a little bit taller...
I wish I was a baller...
I wish I was a little bit taller y'all
I wish I was a baller (3)

Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that's on the real
So if you're down on your luck
Then you should notice how I feel
Cause if you don't want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you , what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like dat
(repeat)

I wish, I wish, I wish

Snoop Dogg

Hoop Dreams (He Got Game)

Man I had a crazy crazy dream dogg.
I had a dream I was in the NBA straight playin basketball.
NBA straight getting my ball on dogg.
Can you imagine?
Snoop Dogg in the NBA?
Imagine that, Hoop Doggy Dogg.
Yea straight ballin.
You know I'm a ball anyway so why not.
Let me get my ball on.

If I could play in the NBA
I would be that six-four all day shootin that trey
I dribbled to the outside and passed it to Shaq
they double teamed on him so he passed it back
Look at the 3 but I don't take the shot
cause I think I'm cold and I aint trying to get hot
I'm feelin bionic, we playing the Sonics
And I'm sticking Gary Payton so you know I'm ball hatin
Bang on Vin Baker cause real Lakers really don't care yea yea
Next stop in the court on Damon toast Stouda and my homeboy J.R. Rider
Minnesota Timberwolves, we cut 'em down
Hakeem Olajuwon and Scottie Pippen, we shut 'em down
The Twin Towers, Dave and Duncan
20 in the paint fool you get's nothing
On a four game roll sweep, beep beep
We beat the Bulls and we rocked the Heat
And we traded for a few players, some Pacers
Miller and Mullin and now they Lakers
We cant be beat now, we on a 27 game win streak now, bow wow
When it all started from a dream
I'm playin point guard on my favorite team (Lakers)
I got the big perm, doing interviews with Chick Herm
At Stu Lance, we do a dance
When it rains poppin champane
Basketball yes yall thats the game
Two years ago a friend of mine
Ask me to glide from the free throw line
So I took the ball, and as I made the hoop
Everybody jumped up and they said "Go Snoop"
 

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