
I'm a baller till I'm dead,
Yeah, you heard what I said.
I play from the heart and for the love of the game.
Give me the rock, and I will shock you,
My stuttah step, pump fake, is meant to mock you,
You should think twice before you "D" up in open shame.
Now don't get it twisted,
When I shoot, I bearly miss it,
You might not want to give me that much room.
But then again come a little closer,
Thinking you're awake, but really a dozer,
Cuz if you go up at this shot, you'll go down in a tomb.
Now, I get excited, not scared at all,
And sometimes I may loss the ball,
But never mind that, you just stay on your game.
So what if I passed it to the wrong person,
Yo, why is everybody cursin?
Man, I quit!
I'm gonna play racketball, basketball is lame!