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When you at the foul line I feel bad for you son You could shoot 99 free throws and wouldn't hit one Now with Shaq at the line, he wasting his time Building a mansion, one brick at a time You might make a few if you practice some more 0-for-30?! What kinda stats are those?!
Now you 0-for-4 trying to even the score Sweating on the line, underarm smelling raw All eyes on you, you feeling unsure Jack Nicholson smiling courtside by the floor You ain't trying to shoot what you might not make The truth is, the league pay you so much cake So you go to the huddle with Phil flappinh his jaws Like Shaq, you know why I called a timeout for?" "Cause I'm big and I'm dumb and I'm 0-for-44? Do I like smart Phil? Hell, I don't know You going take me out the game or should I miss some more?" We all know your IQ is 34 I done told you before that Kobe's the star And if you make these free throws then I'll buy you a car" Man I'm quick not to hit, you all know that shit Matter fact check the goal, I think the rim is tripped Man I know I'm right, just believe in Shaq If the rim ain't broke in the front, then check the back So you go back to the line ready to press your luck You don't even bend your knees, you just throw that shit up Look like it might hit, it's more close than far But it don't, sold out house going, Awwwww"
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