Just pass me the mic, Mike, Mike, Mike, Ain't do it by himself so he needed Twice, the Talent of size to
Make advice, but you get on the court And lose the lights, you can't even win No more like you used
To, so now you wanna just go take a Boo-boo, all up in yo feels I get it, Sometimes you get stuck
In the goo goo, gaas-gaas I'm coming With goggles, ( Horace Grant ) please Make sure you make everything full
Throttle, cause I'm coming all up out The bottle, shipwrecking what's inside, Like the titanic but
Didn't died, I lived through the floods, I Live through the flames, I live cause I Strived
For greatness, of being better than Those that wait-list, crashing offa the Ship
Popping off offa da hip, coming from a Half court, but I'm throwing the team Off guard
So please pass sports, cause I'm Playing the wrong thing, might as well Just be Jing-a-ling, Jing-a-ling
Making change, dancing for the Change, nah boy I'm prancing in the Pain
I'll never forget dirt stains, worry bout If my clothes come out the drain, clean
So they can hang em on the clothes Hanger, we ain't have a dryer, but That's not a thing, see
Still feel like we was great