作曲 : Gary G-Wiz & Carlton Ridenhour & Treble & Bass Yo, Chuck, where you at, G?I think he went upstairs, y'know A very furious mixture of noise What Public Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls' Music's worst nightmare'{ Hey, he's a good kid} Air Hoodlum Check the elevation Air Hoodlum Check the elevation{ Player, that can leap, with the best of them} Risin' up in the ' Velt, Strong Island, New YorkThe hood, in case you did not know my base There was a ballplayer who had all the skills Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills Mick his first name, Mack the awesome game Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain Mick so quick, at six foot six Down to be picked by anyone but the CelticsOh, what a handle could score from the floor With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him But what he did best, above all the rest was{ A player that can leap, with the best of them{ As a high school phenom, the Skywalker himself I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team} Grades nine an' ten, Mickey Mack was all that But in class, his ass sat way in the back How I know? ' Cause I know, I used to flow wit the bro He didn't mind I used to read him his own headline' Cause he could not read 'em, his school wouldn't need 'em If the lines wouldn'ta went like this Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick His stack was his stats but his D was still whack Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientèle an' all Durin' class, he would dribble in the hall But never got in trouble in school, but the trouble was It was cool if your brain was just another bubble As long as he could score fiddy-two Get thirty-three rebounds, ****in' around Teams lost to him, he went right through 'em Division, county, state, that's three, count 'em Championships for a small town bro That's bound to go pro{ He gets free, turn on the jumper, good Streak of lightning when he breaks loose We all felt in our hearts we could win this ballgame They just required me to have the game that I did}{I'm just, that's all I, that's all I, that's all I can sayThat's all I can say, he hauled down fifteen rebounds And kept the ball away from everybody Then he had a triple double, a sensational player} SATs didn't matter 'cause he was all that You know, the pat on the back He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means It means revenue an' I'm tellin' you I saw cars an' Gs come to our school, please Approach hell with the principal, where's the coach? Went to college four years wit a scholarship An' won the championship But when it came to his life, he didn't care' Cause he took it to the air{ Cross and a hook, he scores, he's fouled From the far corner, breaks West and here's the jumper, good There's the jumper, it's not gonna go, rebound batted back) The fall began when Mickey Mack fell Hell, ripped his knee, drafted last by personnel Oh, how he loved the game, it was fantastic Until he was cut an' couldn't stick Times got tighter an' tighterhe had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a fighter School wouldn't give him the job that he needed Assistant to the assistant coach, they didn't need it Then he resorted to a stick up kid Ski-mask an' gat but this game he wasn't good at An' the drugs on the side Police ambushed his ride, another homicide He was over, ghost, y'know Hometown hero but now a zero To those hypocrites who ripped him blind For his skills without the will to develop his mind Forever in the news the community views him Only as Air Hoodlum{I don't understand it, the kid coulda been another Jordan}
作曲 : Gary G-Wiz & Carlton Ridenhour & Treble & Bass Yo, Chuck, where you at, G?I think he went upstairs, y'know A very furious mixture of noise What Public Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls' Music's worst nightmare'{ Hey, he's a good kid} Air Hoodlum Check the elevation Air Hoodlum Check the elevation{ Player, that can leap, with the best of them} Risin' up in the ' Velt, Strong Island, New YorkThe hood, in case you did not know my base There was a ballplayer who had all the skills Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills Mick his first name, Mack the awesome game Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain Mick so quick, at six foot six Down to be picked by anyone but the CelticsOh, what a handle could score from the floor With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him But what he did best, above all the rest was{ A player that can leap, with the best of them{ As a high school phenom, the Skywalker himself I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team} Grades nine an' ten, Mickey Mack was all that But in class, his ass sat way in the back How I know? ' Cause I know, I used to flow wit the bro He didn't mind I used to read him his own headline' Cause he could not read 'em, his school wouldn't need 'em If the lines wouldn'ta went like this Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick His stack was his stats but his D was still whack Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientèle an' all Durin' class, he would dribble in the hall But never got in trouble in school, but the trouble was It was cool if your brain was just another bubble As long as he could score fiddy-two Get thirty-three rebounds, ****in' around Teams lost to him, he went right through 'em Division, county, state, that's three, count 'em Championships for a small town bro That's bound to go pro{ He gets free, turn on the jumper, good Streak of lightning when he breaks loose We all felt in our hearts we could win this ballgame They just required me to have the game that I did}{I'm just, that's all I, that's all I, that's all I can sayThat's all I can say, he hauled down fifteen rebounds And kept the ball away from everybody Then he had a triple double, a sensational player} SATs didn't matter 'cause he was all that You know, the pat on the back He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means It means revenue an' I'm tellin' you I saw cars an' Gs come to our school, please Approach hell with the principal, where's the coach? Went to college four years wit a scholarship An' won the championship But when it came to his life, he didn't care' Cause he took it to the air{ Cross and a hook, he scores, he's fouled From the far corner, breaks West and here's the jumper, good There's the jumper, it's not gonna go, rebound batted back) The fall began when Mickey Mack fell Hell, ripped his knee, drafted last by personnel Oh, how he loved the game, it was fantastic Until he was cut an' couldn't stick Times got tighter an' tighterhe had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a fighter School wouldn't give him the job that he needed Assistant to the assistant coach, they didn't need it Then he resorted to a stick up kid Ski-mask an' gat but this game he wasn't good at An' the drugs on the side Police ambushed his ride, another homicide He was over, ghost, y'know Hometown hero but now a zero To those hypocrites who ripped him blind For his skills without the will to develop his mind Forever in the news the community views him Only as Air Hoodlum{I don't understand it, the kid coulda been another Jordan}
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