Lyric Project

The goal of this page is to compile every NBA-related hip hop lyric any MC has put on record. Thus far, we’re still not even close, but the catalog certainly has many of the best from many of the greatest — and by crowdsourcing this out the worldwide NBA- and hip hop-loving communities in a wiki-like fashion, I think we can get most of them.

I’ll continue digging in the crates for more but my collection remains East Coast-centric, so please spread the message to those you think can help out and let me know of those that are missing in the comments.

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A.

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I got heart
Like John Starks
Hitting mad sparks
Pass me the mic
And I’ll be rocking
The whole park

- Ad-Rock
“Get It Together”
Ill Communication

This is the jump off, face off, kick off and first pitch
Opening serve or tee off, take your pick
I’m the Mailman delivering styles that I’m concocting
While my man Mr. E assists like John Stockton
I stay wilding, mad range like Ray Allen
And while you rock your anthem I refuse to stay silent

- Akrobatik
“Sportscenter”

Ay yo linebacker frame, general manager mind
Taking me out would be a shock like when Magic resigned

- Akrobatik
“Sportscenter”

Low-post brother like Hakeem Olajuwon
Rap without Ak is like Ramadan

- Akrobatik
“Ak Be Nimble”
Absolute Value

I am champion at beer pong
Allen Iverson, Hakeem Olajuwon

- Asher Roth
“I Love College”

Feel me, I’m loved like the great, late Malik Sealy
The one the player haters hate dearly, but can’t near me

- AZ
“The Flyest” (Nas)
Stillmatic (Nas)

Now a dime later haters try’n box me in
But like Iverson, I skip hop to the rim

- AZ
“Make Me”
The Format

I’m low key like them OG crooks out west
Far as poetry, I’m Nas, Biggie, Jay, Mos Def
Rakim, Kool G Rap, Kane, KRS
Rock, Common and Kanye could say I’m blessed
Peace to Ghost, Raekwon and Ron Artest

- AZ
“Still Alive”
A.W.O.L.

I guess that paper supportin’ his snortin’
Tossing it to them dealers, take it like Lakers did Portland

- AZ
“Can’t Stop”
A.W.O.L.

We joked about how police choked him out
And he claimed as far as fame, I had enough to bust in Oprah’s mouth
In other words, I was up in clout
And from the curb, I need to pull a Larry Bird for a month and out
Without a sound, I snatched my Guinness off the ground
Rose up gave him a pound and told homie “Hold it down”

- AZ
“Never Change”
A.W.O.L.

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B.

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Me and Jay, same track?
You gotta be kidding
It’s like that nigga Jordan, I’m Scottie Pippen
It’s like Magic, Worthy
Parish, Bird be
Stockton, Malone shit
Who gonna stop or hold this?
Game like Doc and Moses
Full-court press and the Roc control this

- Beanie Sigel
“Raw & Uncut”
The Truth

Keep bodies on them guns and we share our tools
Deuce-one ball for Philly like Larry Hughes
Keep the Desert Eagle with the beam tucked by the scrotum
Get locked in jail run the block, sell open
My work in jail, I get ‘dro, els, roll em
Rookie nigga clippin’ niggas like L Odoms

- Beanie Sigel
“Raw & Uncut”
The Truth

Play the front row seat watchin’ Iverson
First-class air-crafts what I’m flyin in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe Bryant and them
Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them

- Beanie Sigel
“Adrenaline!” (The Roots)
Things Fall Apart (The Roots)

I’m addressing all stacks this year
Whenever I’m near
Whether First Union or Madison Square

- Beanie Sigel
“Stop Chill”
The Truth

My favorite New York Knick was Hawthorne Wingo

- Beastie Boys
“B-Boy Bouillabaisse”
Paul’s Boutique

I get my hair cut correct like Anthony Mason
Then I ride the I.R.T. right up to Penn Station

- Beastie Boys
“B-Boys Makin With the Freak Freak”
Ill Communication

I’m like Clyde and I’m rockin’ steady

- Beastie Boys
Check Your Head

Lead my team to sixty wins like my man Pat Ewing

- Beastie Boys
“Flute Loop”
Ill Communication

If you block the cash, we lockin’ ass
I’ma put it in your chest like a Stockton pass

- Big Daddy Kane
“Platinum Plus”
The Big Picture (Big L)

Even the NBA make rap dollars
Shaquille, Chris Webber, Cedric Ceballos

- Big Daddy Kane
“Entaprizin’”
Veteran’s Day

Fuck all the
Glamours and glitz
I plan to get rich
I’m from New York
And never was
A fan of the Knicks

- Big L
“‘98 Freestyle”

A Bad Boy, just like Notorious Big
A Rockefella like Shawn Carter
With more game than Ron Harper
The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber

- Big L
“Deadly Combination”
The Big Picture

Facts on tracks, I recite well
Everybody wanna be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L

– Big L
“Let ‘Em Have It ‘L’”
Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous

And every time I’m in a jam I always find a loophole,
I got a crime record longer than Manute Bol

- Big L
“MVP”
Lifestylez ov da Poor & Dangerous

Ayo, I shatter dreams like Jordan
Assault and batter your team
Your squadron will be barred from rap
Like Adam and Eve from the Garden

- Big Punisher
“Dream Shatterer”
Capital Punishment

I’m walkin in the shoes of a giant
And I was a fan of Jordan way before I knew Bryant

- Blu
“In Remembrance of Me”
Below the Heavens (Blu & Exile)

This for my niggaz on the block,
Handlin rock like Kenny Anderson
I’m brandishin, stiggedy styles to keep MCs vanishing

- Books (Das EFX)
“Represent the Real Hip Hop”
KRS One (KRS One)

I’m choking playas like I’m Bob Knight
Choke the coaches like I’m Sprewell
They bowin to the Sayers til they knees swell
I shake the game up worse than Single White Females
Walking to they car alone flashin’ three bills

Brother Ali
“Champion”
Shadows on the Sun

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C.

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I’m like John Stockton, I don’t even hafta score
I make the game better just by being out there on the floor

- C. Rayz Walz
“Battle Me”
Ravipops (The Substance)

Put 7 in your chest if you owe dem checks
And I aint talking ’bout the Clippers, leave your jersey a mess
I’m a veteran, respect me, my basic spit
Make these young playas better, like Jason Kidd
And if I’m gettin’ paper
It’s ’cause I’m rippin’ flavor
I’m nice around the mic like the Wizards players

- C. Rayz Walz
“Buck 80″
Ravipops (The Substance)

Put 6 in your chest like Julius Erving

- C. Rayz Walz
“Floe”
Ravipops (The Substance)

Cut ya ears off and asked if you heard me
Cuz your not worthy like James without the Laker jersey

- C. Rayz Walz
“The Smackdown” (Apathy)

I already seen Amil but you aint even heard me yet
She moves well without the Roc like the Jersey Nets

- C. Rayz Walz
“Guns and Butter”
Ravipops (The Substance)

You squeezin’ bucks? Well you probably poppin’ a buck
I hope you catch Bucks like Milwaukee, what?
Too much players in the game, make it hard to believe
When I got the ball you follow me like a three-man weave

- C. Rayz Walz
“Battle Me”
Ravipops (The Substance)

My sixteens’ nice like twin Kobes

- C. Rayz Walz
Ravipops (The Substance)

Been up in you favorite star’s stylus, coward
Bite on my hoes like Marv Albert

- Cam’Ron
“357″
Confessions of Fire

I hang with Steinbrenner just to get my cash turn
I call my car Jamal, it gets mash burn

- Cam’Ron
“Halftime”
Purple Haze

Chill while I’m chasin millions,
I’m a baller that’ll murk you like Jayson Williams

- Cam’Ron
“Ground Zero”
Diplomatic Immunity (DipSet)

How many throwbacks this little bastard got?
Catch me in more Houston Rockets than an astronaut

- Chamillionaire
“Get Ya Mind Correct”

Pass me the rock, I know just what to do with it
It’s real vivid, I pivot, through the lane
Three-hundred-and-sixty, behind my back
I take your monkey ass to the rack like Jerry Stack

- Charlie 2na (Jurassic Five)
“The Game”
Quality Control

Comin’ through your lane, with pure skills so stand clear
Vocal charge is a mirage, I still stand here
Damn near, make your shit look soft like Pam Grier
Fans cheer for the paragraph Bill Lambier

- Charlie 2na (Jurassic Five)
“The Game”
Quality Control

I’ll throw it down your throat like Barkley

- Chuck D.
“Rebel Without a Pause”
It Takes A Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back

Turn it up, I don’t think they hear it enough
Back when Jordans and a gold chain was living it up
Up top I had a high-top fade with the high-tops
Watching my highlight tape from a skybox
Auburn Hills, Michigan, home of the Palace
The place on the map where Isiah beat Magic
Throwing elbows like them Ric Mahorn habits
With that 8-9 Bad Boy hammer on my cap
And you know Chuck did it, now the girls get wit’ it
Tell them kiss it off the glass or pass or kick it
Calling shots from the bench and finger pointing picks
I’m Coach Chuck Daly a.k.a. Daddy Rich
I meant Chuck Inglish, the flicker of the flicks
All net finger roll Allan Houston off the pick
Yeah, the pick of the litter with the kicks

- Chuck Inglish (The Cool Kids)
“Pennies”

Motor City tech-ni-cally Rasheed Wallace
Then moved to Chicago for dollars like Ben Wallace

- Chuck Inglish (The Cool Kids)
“Jingling”
Bake Sale

I got this 89-90, Pistons champ flat-billed
Black Starter cap with the hologram tags

- Chuck Inglish (The Cool Kids)
“Black Mags”
Bake Sale

Yippedy yes yall, here we go a loopedy loop de loop
A hubbeda hula hoop, a hubbeda alley-oop to Coop
My gadget’s Magic but I’m not a Laker
I’m shakin and bakin and takin cause I’m the backboard breaker

- Common
“Take It EZ”
Can I Borrow a Dollar

I started eating cat when I was ten
Before then, I was getting Big Dog like Glen Robinson

- Common (Sense)
“Sum Shit I Wrote”
Resurrection

Peep game like a ref, I be in sole control of my desti-
ny in the best of three out of five
Whup anybody ass at NBA Live

- Common
The Bizness (De La Soul)
Stakes Is High (De La Soul)

She been through the ball player from the Clippers
Then came the pumps
All think she number one where she was just a jumpoff

- Common
“Drivin’ Me Wild”
Finding Forever

Like Kareem I got the hook up

- Common
“Sum Shit I Wrote”
Resurrection

This ain’t Penny Hardaway or Kareem Abdul
It’s Coolio in the house but you can call me cool

- Coolio
“It’s All the Way Live (Now)”

And to my cousin Bam
You my fuckin man, I find it hard to understand
You gone, you physical form is dormant
I’m lost like the Bulls without Jordan

- Cormega
“Fallen Soldiers”
The Realness

My life’s no longer in the hands of district attorneys
Or envious niggas who thirsty cause I’m OT with bricks for thirty
Moving like Magic, but niggaz ain’t Worthy
Like Michael Cooper, when I shoot I aim sturdy

- Cormega
“Tony Montana”
Legal Hustle

My movements like the automatic top on a coupe
Smoothness, like Allan Houston got when he shoots
I’m consumed with, the essence of the street
I’m destined to be, on a level I’ve yet to see
Son I had ‘em so comfortable they slept on me
Like the draft did McGrady, this rap shit is crazy

- Cormega
“The Come Up”
The True Meaning

I’ve clearly evolved, like Bibby when Webber was gone

- Cormega
“Dangerous”
Legal Hustle

I thought that the game was honorable til Porter was slain
When Magic and Jordan were playin’

- Cormega
“Stay Up”
Legal Hustle

I’m back like a vengeance,
Like Sprewell smashing the Knicks
After they shipped him despite the fans resistance

- Cormega
“Tony Montana”
Legal Hustle

You a son like KJ, nigga
I’m the one like Rod Strickland
I cooked up in my aunt’s kitchen

- Cormega
“Hoody”
Legal Hustle

My daughter was recently born, I took a brief hiatus
Then Ty died and I fell into a deep oasis
Of despair which reappeared when Spree was traded

- Cormega
“Intro”
Legal Hustle

Fatherless homes as common as police who hate us
For the color of our skin or the Vees we came in
Rockin’ Evisu and those sneakers Rasheed be playin’ in

- Cormega
“Intro”
Legal Hustle

Presently, the coupe I’m in
View is heavenly, as the roof ascends
Like Vince Carter, I’m too intense
For dude’s defense
To stop me, I abuse the rim
Anybody could ball, I do it to win

- Cormega
“Redemption”
Legal Hustle

My crew pack mucho banana clips
The way your crew fold, remind me of the Knicks
For real, your starting five aint live as my bench
Four seconds on the clock, your team shot and miss
My threes shut down the defense, your whole game switch

- Cormega
“War Going On” (Craig G)
Operation Take Hip Hop Back (Craig G)

I aint lying, sir
You aint gotta watch Tim Duncan jump to see a flying Spur

- Crooked I (Slaughter House)
“Onslaught”

As far as them balls get tossed in the hoop
Pierce from Boston explains how often I shoot

- Crooked I (Slaughter House)
“Onslaught”

Now it’s all about the Terror Squad, ghetto superstars
Extra-large players like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

- Cuban Link
“All Around the World”
Terror Squad: The Album

I be the nasty Cuban, slammin like I’m Patrick Ewing
Pass me a bag of weed, a brew and the track that we’re doing

- Cuban Link
“All Around the World”
Terror Squad: The Album

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I’m frightening to your squad, like Miller to the Knicks
I’m young with a future like Jordan in ‘86

- Danny Matland

To corny niggaz y’all get ate,
My shit’ll make you faint
So much platinum on my walls
That I can hardly see the fuckin’ paint
You think it ain’t before a year and stopped recordin’
Now look we comin’ back and runnin’ shit like fuckin’ Michael Jordan

- Drayz (Das EFX)
“Represent the Real Hip Hop”
KRS One (KRS One)

I own acres, floor seats watchin’ the Lakers
I’m cool with esses who got AKs in cases

- Dr. Dre
“Big Egos”
2001

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El-P, the third gunner on the grassy knoll
Stroll, keep the seventh seal of heaven in my pocket
You’re faggot like sprockets, motherfuck the Houston Rockets

– El-P
8 Steps to Perfection (Company Flow)
Funcrusher Plus (Company Flow)

They go “Oh” and “Ah” when I jump in my car
People treat me like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

– Erick Sermon (EPMD)
“Never Seen Before”
Back in Business (EPMD)

I’m pulling dimes with defined waistlines, rolling similar
To Michael Jordan dunking baseline, you get the fibula

- Esoteric
“Baptism by Fire” (Apathy)
Baptism by Fire (Apathy)

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Yall niggas know where my heat stay at
I leave niggas MIA and I aint talkin’ where the Heat play at

- Fabolous
“Keepin It Gangsta”
Ghetto Fabolous

Crabs in the bucket, dirty 11:00 to 1:00
Without the struggle prolly never woulda heard of LeBron

- Flo Rida
“All My Life”
Mail on Sunday

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G.

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I got two long-ass heats, I call em Shaq and Alonzo

- The Game
“Church for Thugs”
The Documentary

You niggas fighting over airtime?
It’s my fault he pushed you album back
farther than Clyde Drexler’s hairline

- The Game
“Soundscan”

With mo’ ass than Delicious, that’s my flavor of love
We make it rain like Reignman when he played with the Glove

- The Game
Cali Sunshine
L.A.X.

I’m the king to you pawn niggas
Punish ya, spawn niggas
Playin’ in green, Paul Pierce to you LeBron niggas

- The Game
Cali Sunshine
L.A.X.

I’ma Crip Walk to get Dre
And Blood Bounce back
Heat on the track
Dribble rock like Wade
And bounce like Shaq

- The Game
“Bang”
Doctor’s Advocate

Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I’m never outta bounds

- The Game
“My Life”
LAX

I’m the opposite of agua
Hotter than a plate of pasta
I’m the reason Lamar Odom was traded off the roster

- Ghostface
“Fire”
Put It on the Line

One minute you hot, next minute you not
Remind me of the New York Knicks with they jumpshots

- Ghostface
“Barbershop”
Fishscale

I got a cousin that plays for the Utah Jazz
But I don’t hafta run the two to shoot yall ass
Peace to Ronnie Brewer, on the mic I’m the manure
Got a Ruger for the coward tryna hate on the computer

- Guilty Simpson
“The Future”
Ode to the Ghetto

I don’t write raps for free
If I did I wouldn’t make it, like Shaq from three

- Guilty Simpson
“Jungle Love” (J-Dilla)
The Shining (J-Dilla)

Stay on the move like Rip off a nice pick shootin

- Guilty Simpson
“Kill ‘Em”
Ode to the Ghetto

Larry’s Bird flew out of Nicholas’ Cage

- GZA
“Fame”
Legend of the Liquid Sword

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H.

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In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like Lebanon
Making fools retreat like Megatron
And Starscream, oh yeah, I scream-on-stars
That get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul Jabbar

- Hittman
“Light Speed” (Dr. Dre)
2001 (Dr. Dre)

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Get me on the court and I’m trouble
Last week messed around and got a triple-double
Freaking brothers every way like MJ
I can’t believe, today was a good day

- Ice Cube
“It Was a Good Day”
The Predator

Picked up a girl been tryna fuck since the 12th grade
It’s ironic, I had the brew, she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Super Sonics

- Ice Cube
“It Was a Good Day”
The Predator

I can score at will so force me left
Or get left, while I lift in the air and release
And all sound is deceased
It’s Johnson and Big Game James

- Illa J
“Showtime”
Yancey Boys

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J.

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And yall scared, I can tell
But I’ma get Bucks like Milwaukee
‘Cause like Sam I Ca-sell

- Jadakiss
“Put Ya Hands Up”
Kiss of Death

Why my niggas ain’t get that cake?
Why is a brother Up North better than Jordan that ain’t get that break?

- Jadakiss
“Why”
Kiss of Death

Why them bullets have to hit that door?
Why did Kobe have to hit that raw?
Why he kiss that whore?
Why?

- Jadakiss
“Why”
Kiss of Death

Prolly think I won’t murder you, the way I smile
But, I’ma take a lot of shots, A.I.-style

- Jadakiss
“I’m Not You” (Clipse)
Lord Willin’ (Clipse)

Word on the street, they say yall bitch
Let the AR spit, I be getting higher than JR Smith

- Jadakiss
“Throw Ya Sets Up”

And if we stay strong
We can get paper longer than Pippen’s arms

- Jay-Z
“Never Change”
The Blueprint

I’m the Mike Jordan of the mic recordin’
Hovi, baby you Kobe
maybe Tracy McGrady
Matter fact you Harold Miner
JR Rider, washed up on marijuana
Even worse you a Pervis Ellison
You worthless fella
You aint no athlete, you Shawn Bradley

- Jay-Z
“Pump It Up (Remix)”

I truly gotta live this like my last movie
Six-oohie, jewels drippin’, big toolie
I ball for real, yall niggas is Sam Bowie
And with the third pick, I made the earth sick
MJ, him Jay, fadeaway per-fect

- Jay-Z
“Hola Hovito”
The Blueprint

If you haven’t heard
I’m Michael, Magic and Bird
All rolled in one — cause none got more flows than Young
Plus got more flows to come
And if I ain’t better than Big, I’m the closest one

- Jay-Z
“Hola Hovito”
The Blueprint

When I came back like Jordan wearing the 4-5
It’s not to play games with you, it’s to aim at you

- Jay-Z
“Encore”
The Black Album

I aint hard to find, you catch me front and center
At the Knick game, big chain in all my splendor
Next to Spike, if you pan left to right
I own Madison Square, catch me at the fight

- Jay-Z
“Welcome to New York City” (Cam’Ron)
Come Home With Me (Cam’Ron)

Shots of Patron, now she’s in the zone
I ain’t talking about the two-trhee
Mami in the zone like the homie 2-3
Jordan or James, makes no difference
Boo I’m ballin the same
I am the Mike Jordan of recording
You might want to fallback from recording
But you right it’s not important

- Jay-Z
“Show Me What You Got”
Kingdom Come

It’s not even close, just leave it alone
I’m Michael Jordan, I play for the team I own

- Jay-Z

Eyes on the prize, Shawn knew I had to
Had to, had to get these chips
Had to make moves like Olajuwon
Started out selling dimes and nicks

- Jay-Z
“My 1st Song”
The Black Album

And who knew dude would play ball for the NBA
Would make a mistake on the who know it stayed still in the way
Who knew that would be his last shot, who drew up that play
They giveth and they taketh life is cruel that way

- Jay-Z
“Guns & Roses”
The Blueprint 2: The Curse

Let you tell that man I’m falling
Well somebody must have caught him
Cause every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan ‘em
Number one albums, what I got like four of them?

- Jay-Z
“Never Let Me Down” (Kanye West)
College Dropout (Kanye West)

I’m a legend, you should take a picture with me
You should be happy to be in my presence, I should charge you a fee
I’m Big Dog, Glen Rob, listen, god, you a flea
And that little homie Jungle is a garden to me

- Jay-Z
“Blueprint 2″
Blueprint 2: The Curse

It’s like an old negro spiritual, but I mastered Toby
With a splash of Monster Kody
Shoot faster than Kobe

- Jay-Z
“Some People Hate”
Blueprint 2: The Curse

I stay sportin
Played Jordans before Jordan
Verses tight, hooks harder than Ken Norton

- Jay-Z
“S. Carter”
Vol. 3…Life and Times of S. Carter

Nigga, please, I been around the world
I damn near beat Jordan in around the world

- Jay-Z
“Nigga Please”
Blueprint 2: The Curse

Fuck y’all mean
Handlin’ since a teen
Like LeBron or Sebastian
High school graduates
Straight to the league
I ain’t waitin’ for my knee to blow
Yesterday, I was needin’ this dough

- Jay-Z
“Dead Presidents III”

OG, big homie, the one and only
Stick-boney but the pockets is fat like Tony
Soprano, the Roc handle like Van Exel
I shake phonies, man, you can’t get next to

- Jay-Z
“Crazy in Love” (Beyonce)
Dangerously in Love (Beyonce)

Just sent a million dollars through a hand’s-free
That big money talk, can you answer me?
Before The Answer was a three
I was down in Georgetown with a Hoya chick, lawyer chick

- Jay-Z
“The Prelude”
Kingdom Come

Was in my pores to push rock raw
Take a rebound like Bo Outlaw
I’m so outlaw

- Jay-Z
“Honey”
The Best of Both Worlds (with R. Kelly)

On the jewels, I blew more money than Latrell

- Jay-Z

I’m hotter than a lotta men
Switch up cars like Rodman’s hair color

- Jay-Z
“We Ride”
R. (R. Kelly)

Me and the boy AI got more in common
Than just ballin’ and rhymin’
Get it? More in Carmen

- Jay-Z
“Super Ugly”

Lucky me, luckily they didn’t get me
Now when I bring the Nets I’m the black Branch Rickey

-Jay-Z
“Brooklyn Go Hard”
Notorious Soundtrack

My fine ho we got some victims to catch
So in a couple years, baby, I’m a bring you some Nets

- Jay-Z
“Hello Brooklyn 2.0?
American Gangster

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

- Jermaine Dupri
“Basketball” (Lil Bow Wow)

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

- Jin
“NBA (Remix)” (Joe Budden)

Live and direct from 1-2-5
It’s the can’t go wrong multiple choice like Allen Ive
Been the answer for quite some time
It’s like I shouldn’t even hafta rhyme

- J-Live
“Do My Thing”
The Hear After

Jump off, you rap guys is a joke
I’m here to take the scoring title without the green light from my coach
Man, don’t make me have to smack your lineup
I’m Michael Jordan y’all Harold Minor’s that rap vagina
All-black ski mask, gloves, tuck the thing
Drive slow, lights out like “I love this game,”
I live this, y’all paint that pic
And like Magic I’m starting to believe y’all dudes ain’t that sick
Might see ya boy scooping up a bird to get knowledge,
Number one draft pick — and I skipped college
Snakes in the trenches, I peep those, get injured
End up like Grant Hill on the bench in your street clothes
Talk about he real, how he quick with a glock
But like Kurt Thomas, he ain’t good for shit on the block
See the gleam from the shoes
Man, I don’t mean to seem rude
Gunshots do you like Vancouver, make your team move

Can’t treat me like a sucka
Gather up your five, man, meet me at the Rucker
Put the heat to you fuckers
Half Man-Half Amazing with a clip in my boot
My 4-5 will make you “Skip To My Lou,”
Think about it
Understand when I was younger, I was all on my own
So when I said 3-2, I wasn’t calling a zone
Nice truck, nice house and chain
I car jacked you like Shaq shooting a three,
“Man get outta your Range”
This is regular hood shit
I put Don Chaney under the arm
And show him how to make a good [K]nick
If you wack, you need to probably write
Either that or quit it,
Throw in the chair like you Bobby Knight
I work damn hard, but don’t think I can’t rob,
Can’t pitch, I still handle the rock like Shammgod
Still hurt you cowards
Still see me murking them Prowlers
And know they still call me Dirk in Dallas
I’m that nigga

Man I kill lame queers
It still ain’t clear
Never saving the tech like Bill Laimbeer
I got tools for rilly
With shells that make your temple hot
And I ain’t talking ’bout a school in Philly
I ain’t a selfish player
Man, I help your weight up
‘Cause only Riders in this game now is myself and Isaiah
Listen, you gettin’ dissed
While I’m screwing these misses
I’m on cruise control you still moving your pivot
But I’ll show you how mean this crook be
You and your dogs’ like the Houston Comets, a team fulla pussy’s
Creep, it ain’t a game no more, it’s a sport
If you ain’t got heart to play then stay off the court

- Joe Budden
“NBA”

Aint gotta say it, that dudes the truth
make me put that tool to use
these niggaz will be in the game
shakin like Mahmoud Abdul Rauf

- Joe Budden
“6 Minutes of Death”

We don’t think the same
I’m like Josh Howard
I need time out, but it’ll cost the game

- Joe Budden
“Crazy (Remix)” (Gnarls Barkley)

You’re a Tyus Edney
I’m a standout like Yao Ming
I’m what’s sparkin’ now like fallback Shaq
I’m startin now — boys poppin’ it, toys poppin’ spit
I’m not from round these parts, I’m Stojakovic
let me hear your man say im the Jordan of rappin’
he’s gettin fatigued girly, his scoring is lackin’
legacy is gettin ruined and you dont want that
so pretty much learn from him — dont come back

- Joe Budden

Rollin’ wit’ a open container
And one in the chamber
Ten Likwit CDs in the changer
Bettin’ wages on the Lakers

- J-Ro (The Alkaholics)
“Anotha Round”
X.O. Experience

Good grippy, that’s all I expect
Now I’ma set it off like I’m Ron Artest

- J-Ru$$
“Set It Off” (N.O.R.E.)
Noreality (N.O.R.E.)

Come from the last two to be cut from Dream Team III
We be the ones who shine, prepare for butt-kickin
Rarely bench-warmin’ throwin’ down all too often
While others barely touch rim and that’s when they’re butt-lickin’

- J-Treds
“Collude / Intrude (Company Flow)
Funcrusher Plus (Company Flow)

My squad is supreme
So I don’t need Clyde or The Dream
Next time you play the game, boy, pick a better team
Your choice is short when you on a concrete court
But my mental cohorts is bout to change the whole sport

- Jurassic Five (not sure which dude)
“The Game”
Quality Control

Yo you should know better than try to barter with this Globetrotter,
Militious, vicious dunks, I’m Vince Carter

- Jurassic Five (not sure which dude)
“The Game”
Quality Control

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K.

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We hit the spot to chill with the Fuji Grill
She ordered Kobe beef like Shaquille O’Neal
Second I walked in, the whole room got still
I don’t know how to put this, but I’m kind of a big deal

- Kanye West
“Back Like That (Remix)”
More Fish (Ghostface Killah)

How it feel to wake up and be the shit and the urine?
Tryna get that Kobe number — one over Jordan

- Kanye West
“Swagga Like Us” (T.I.)
Paper Trail

Class back in session so I upped it a grade
In two years Dwayne Wayne became Dwyane Wade
And, aye, please don’t start me
I’m like Gnarls Barkley meets Charles Barkley

- Kanye West
“The Glory”
Graduation

No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooohh…they so sensitive

- Kanye West
“Can’t Tell Me Nothing”
The Graduation

I’m relaxin’ my feet is up, I’m leaving you haters
Like when Shaq left the Lakers just to heat it up
I state the stats to stunt, I don’t need to front
I make black history every day, I don’t need a month
The survey says, by the streets according
Kanye’s just important as Michael Jordan
Was to the NBA when he was scorin’
Ralph Lauren was borin’ before I wore him

- Kanye West
“Brand New”
Blue Collar (Rhymefest)

I don’t care if you flash your Milwaukee Bucks
Even bodyguards couldn’t protect you ducks
I care less if you a Trailblazer
My criss-cross on girls is sharp, y’all get cut off with a razor
Even if you have braids like Latrell
I got more numbers in my system than Pacific Bell
Pass the basketball around and go tell
Smoother than Rick Fox puttin on his hair gel

- Kool Keith
“N.B.A.”
Spankmaster

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 by Mr. Kurtis Blow

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,
Is the center on my starting team

Clyde, Rick Barry and Pistol Pete
Now these players, could never be beat
Isiah, and Iceman too
Just give ‘em the ball and then you chalk up two
Dantley and Wilkins are on the scene
And Ralph Sampson is really mean
Bill Russell didn’t take no junk
And Darryl Dawkins got a monster dunk

Tell me, were you in the joint?
The night Wilt scored 100 points
Or when Celtics won titles back-to-back
And didn’t give nobody, no kind of slack
Or when Dr. J shook the whole damn team
With moves that came right out of a dream
Or when Willis Reed stood so tall
Playing D with desire, it’s basketball

- Kurtis Blow
“Basketball”

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L.

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See the serpent played tricks, run game like the Knicks
Build you up just to lose the championship

- Lauryn Hill
“Year of the Dragon”
The Carnival (Wyclef Jean)

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

- Lil Bow Wow
“Basketball”

I let her lick the rapper, let her lick the actor, the next
Will Smith, and I’ll be Ballin like the Raptors

- Lil Bow Wow
“Marco Polo”

Rap style smoother than CL
In the K on the DL
Line for line, you can detail
Choked more niggas than Sprewell

- Lil Cease
“I’m Going Out” (Mobb Deep)
Murda Muzik (Mobb Deep)

I’m addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton
It’s hot down here, take a walk with Satan

- Lil Wayne
“Fireman”
“The Carter II”

When it comes to styles, I got several
Sharper than a swagger dagger all metal
And my jew-els, blue and yellow
The type of shit the make em call you Carmelo

- Lil Wayne
“Swagga Like Us” (T.I.)
Paper Trail (T.I.)

Feet up like a paraplegia, or paraplegic, I parallel park
In a red and yellow thang, like an old school Atlanta Hawk

- Lil Wayne
“Mr. Carter”
The Carter III

Still got Mami limp-oh
Little bitty put his thang down like Mutumbo

- Lil Wayne
“You Know What” (Avant)
Director (Avant)

And when it comes down to this recording
I must be LeBron James if he’s Jordan
No, I want rings for my performance
I’m more Kobe Bryant of an artist
Same coach, same game, been starting
Same triangle offense

- Lil Wayne
“Dough Is What I Got”
Da Drought 3

Oh yes, I love her like I ought to
I see you at the alter Mrs. Carter
I see you with my daughter
Or son, more than one
Maybe five like the Jacksons
Or John Paxson
Just dont let them fuck up the mansion

- Lil Wayne
“Pussy, Money, Weed”

You see me with my Marbury posture
I don’t play ball, I point-guard every dollar

- Lil Wayne

I got it locked like a warden
Rap without Finesse is like the NBA without Jordan

– Lord Finesse
“Da Graveyard” (Big L)
Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous

Party like Britney, Lindsey and Paris together
Getting live, buying bottles that’s taller than Chris Webber

- Ludacris
“Everybody Hates Chris”
Theater of the Mind

First-round draft pick, later for you imbeciles
The car is all black like it got traded to the Timberwolves
And I keep a little bit of the green up in the lining
But as the weather change my weed adjusts to different climates
Green in the summertime, orange in the spring
Now it’s black with that purp, I call my whip the Sac Kings

- Ludacris
“Wish You Would”
Theater of the Mind

I’m on point like CP3
And I’ll be going down in rap as the MVP

- Ludacris
“MVP”
Theater of the Mind

Bow down to greatness
Before I get pissed off
And run up in the stands
like the Indiana Pacers

- Ludacris
“Undisputed”
Theater of the Mind

They shoulda warned ya
You got defeated by the heat
But, eh, we’ll just say we Alonzo mourned ya

- Ludacris
“Undisputed”
Theater of the Mind

When I get done, it’s smooth sailing once I pull that ‘Lac out
Next destination, I move forward like Jerry Stackhouse

- Ludacris
“Woozy”
Release Therapy

You make me feel like I just hit the lotto
Other girls, I give ‘em a shoulder colder than Chicago
But in your center, I heat it up in the morning like Alonzo

- Ludacris
“Woozy”
Release Therapy

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M.

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I wanna be the man in like a half a year
So I can ball out in Cleveland like a Cavalier

- Masta Ace
“P.T.A.”
Disposable Arts

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

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

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

- Master P
“Basketball

Going off the hook like Latrell Sprewell
I’ve got the ill technique so you know me feel well

- MCA
“Unite”
Hello Nasty

I got books with hooks and it looks like rain
Would someone on the Knicks please drive the lane

- MCA
“Unite”
Hello Nasty

Well excuse me motherfuckers can I beg your pardon
I’m gonna see the Knicks up at Madison Square Garden
And like the Knicks I got game like I worked at Hasbro
On the mic I bug, like I was Prince Jazzbo

- Mike D
“B-Boys Makin With the Freak Freak”
Ill Communication

Been rhyming ever since Super Bowl Shuffle
Ever since the Larry Bird/Dr. J scuffle

- Mr. Eon
“Sportscenter”

With no reason, I’m iller in post season
Like Moses, “Fo-fo-fo” is what I’m screaming

- Mr. Eon
“Sportscenter”

St. Louis like Blues, D-Miles and Larry Hughes
And the young dude done paid young dude’s dues, dude

- Murphy Lee
“What da Hook Gon Be”
Murphy’s Law

I hang where the best be, never been on jet skis
Been to DC and L.A. like Tyrone Nesby

- Murphy Lee
“Don’t Blow It”
Murphy’s Law

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N.

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Massa used to breed us to be bigger to go play
Athletes of today in the NBA,
Make me proud, but there’s somethin’ they don’t say
Keep gettin’ accused for abusin’ white pussay
From O.J. to Kobe, uh, let’s call him Tobe
First he played his life cool, just like Michael
Now he rock ice too, just like I do
Yo, you can’t do better than that?
The hotel clerk who adjusts the bathroom mat?
Now you lose sponsorships that you thought had your back
Yeah you beat the rap, jiggaboo, fake nigga you
You turn around then you shit on Shaq
Who woulda knew, Mr. Goodie-Two-Shoes
He love a little butt crack, got enough cash
Little kids with they bus pass who look up to you
To do something for the youth, stupid spoof
But you let them use you as an example
They would rep, but our heroes got they hands full

- Nas
“These Are Our Heroes”
Street’s Disciple

It ain’t hard to tell, I kick the skill
like Shaquille holds a pill
Vocabulary spills I’m ill,
plus matic, I freak beats,
slam it like Iron Sheik
Jam like a tech with correct techniques

- Nas
“It Aint Hard to Tell”
Illmatic

I’m back in the hood, they like, “Hey, Nas”
Blowin’ on purp, reflectin’ on they lives
Couple of fat cats, couple of A.I.s
Dreamin’ of fly shit instead of them gray skies

- Nas
“Black Republican”
Hip Hop Is Dead

She got me back livin’ sweeter, fresh Caeser
Guess, David Robinsons, Wally moccasins
Bitches blow me while hoppin’ in a drop-top BM
Word is bond, son, I had that bitch down on my shit like this

– Nas
“Street Dreams”
It Was Written

Regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail
I kick street tales, choking niggas like I’m Sprewell
Golden State, holdin’ ya fate in the palm of my hands
Blow you away like it’s part of the plan

- Nature
“Banned from TV”
N.O.R.E. (Noreaga)

Stop pacin’, time wastin’
I got a friend with a pole in the basement
I’m just kiddin’ like Jason

- Nelly
“Hot in Herre”
Nellyville

Of course my metaphors are type awesome, right
I got em in awe, my aura’s Jordan-like

- Nino Bless
“Slaughterhouse” (Joe Budden)
Halfway House (Joe Budden)

I’m slamming niggas like Shaquille
Shit is real
When it’s time to eat a meal
I rob and steal

- Notorious BIG
“Gimme the Loot”
Ready to Die

Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone — Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
Action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I’m, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

- Notorious BIG
“Victory”
No Way Out (Puff Daddy & The Family)

We hit makers with acres
Roll shakers in Vegas, you can’t break us
Lost chips on Lakers, gassed off Shaq
Country house, tennis courts on horseback

- Notorious BIG
“I Love the Dough”
Life After Death (Disc 2)

She get dick from a player off the New York Knicks
Nigga tricked ridiculous, the shit was plush
She’s stressin’ me to fuck, like she was in a rush
We fucked in his bed, quite dangerous
I’m in his ass while he playin’ ‘gainst the Utah Jazz

- Notorious BIG
“I Got a Story to Tell”
Life After Death

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P.

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Now, I’ma get to rappin’, yall scream
Like you out here rooting for your favorite basketball team
Like you’re Parrish, I’m Bird; you’re Magic, I’m Kareem
Like you’re Sam Cassell and I’m The Dream Hakeem
Like you’re Kobe, I’m Shaq; you’re Ginobli, I’m Duncan
Like we going for real, let’s get it jumpin’
Let’s get it going like back at the Felt Forum
Back when Willis Reed came into the game scorin’
Back when Bill Bradley wasn’t so darn borin’
Back with Phil Jackson, before he had Jordan
Going like the coke that Scarface was snortin’
Bangin’ like Billy Bob Thornton

- Pacewon
“Four Quarters”
The Only Color That Matters Is Green

I’m higher than a satellite, crawlin’ like a baby
Maneuvering through tha lane just like I’m Tracy McGrady

- Paul Wall
“Break em Off”
Get Money, Stay True

Don’t be mad cause you can’t do what I can
Like that time Jordan went up, took that shot and switched hands

- Pete Rock
“Don’t Be Mad”
NY’s Finest

Yo, the realness stuck, females block my knob like Chuck
Dispense the standing eight count, commence to rebound like Buck Williams

- Pharaohe Monch
“Official”
Internal Affairs

Not Allen Iverson, forget crossing-over shake men
Similar to Troy, I bring the pain destined to ache men
Break men off, take men out, make men wanna slander
Prime Time, my rhyme defense beyond Deion Sanders
I walk the earth with my Rod in this strict land
Promise, people thought I was Thomas Hearns the way I hit man

- Pharaohe Monch
“Official”
Internal Affairs

Water boys get slaughtered automatic like Bobby Boucher
Push ya wig back like Marv Albert’s toupe
Blaze a trail like Portland on a track that’ll amaze ya
Omnipotent on the D like Clyde Frazier

- Pharaohe Monch
“Official”
Internal Affairs

Players, pick turns to play, get burned
I color commentate the game like Chick Hearns

- Pharoahe Monch,
“Desire”
Desire

My accurate jabs connect like rotary
Make you notice me,
Be like, “Damn, dudes on some totally
When he rides the bass line like Ginobili”

- Pharoahe Monch
“Push”
Desire

Got fans all over the land
From London to Jamaica
Paris, France, Asia
Amsterdam, Malaysia
Lost a whole day flying from Sydney, Australia
Back in LA, I caught the Pistons and the Lakers

- Phat Kat
“Yeah” (Elzhi)
The Preface (Elzhi)

Kid, you know my flava, tear this whole jam apart
Fuck around and have your heart, like Jordan had Starks
While you playin’ hokey pokey, there’s no time to be dokey
Cause I come out to play every night like Charles Oakley

- Phife Dawg
“Baby Phife’s Return”
Beats, Rhymes and Life

Where the hell can Nikki be, I’m gonna smack her up
I got two tickets for the Knicks and she cold stood me up

- Phife Dawg
“8 Million Stories”
Midnight Marauders

With all these tribes and tribulations, yo, I’ve been affected
And to top it off, Starks got ejected

- Phife Dawg
“8 Million Stories”
Midnight Marauders

Growin up I used to use the Afro Sheen
Knicks and Lakers was my favorite basketball team

- Phife Dawg
“Lemme Find Out”
Ventilation: Da LP

Money on my mind so never mind a trick
New York is the town and the team is the Knicks

- Phife Dawg
“One Two Shit”
The Love Movement

Runnin’ mad games as if your name was Scott Skiles
Or better yet Magic or even Karl Malone
Regardless who it is, your aim is to bone

- Phife Dawg
“The Infamous Date Rape”
Low End Theory

This is no hoax,
Back to bench, scrubs like Tremaine Fowlkes

- Phonte (Little Brother)
“Sincerely Yours”
The Minstrel Show

Success, thousand dollar bottles impress
Models with fat ass and big barrets
Floor seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets

- Puff Daddy
“Journey Through The Life”
Forever

We change the game, no way you can play this
Fight a fan for my fam like Antonio Davis

- Punchline
“Once More” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

Stay pimpin’, shit, I’m on ya model
Came to rape the game like Kobe in Colorado

- Punchline
“4 Brothers” (eMC)

We steal the show, we straight thieve it
Like Magic, you say ya ill, but I don’t see it

- Punchline
“Git Sum” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

I dropped everything when she call
Like Reggie Miller, I aint wanna be a playa no more

- Punchline
“The Grudge” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

I shoot you out ya Chuckers
Pusha here, the whispers of all you motherfuckers
Papa said stay free of them suckers
Minus the wicked jumper
Street balla like the Rucker
Skip To My Lou if you lookin for a couple
Roosters in the duffle

- Pusha T (Clipse)
“Momma I’m Sorry”
Hell Hath No Fury

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R.

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Max mostly, undivided then slide it, it’s sickening
Guaranteed, made ‘em jump like Rod Strickland

- Raekwon,
“Triumph”
Wu-Tang Forever

When the night’s fallin’
I can hear the mic callin’
I like ballin’
I come back like Mike Jordan
This is for yall
While I’m spittin literatures
Lyrics’ll fall
Like Allen Iverson dribble the ball

- Rakim
“How I Get Down”
The Master

Where trends are set from ways to express the outfits
Friends get wet tryin’ to make ends connect
Avenues to check, boulevards to sweat
The smell of gunsmoke’s more common than cigarettes
We got: clicks for wreck
We like: Pits for pets
We got: the Giants and Jets, the Knicks, Yanks and Mets
We like: much respect and sex extra wet
And high-tech dialect you ain’t catch yet

- Rakim
“New York (Ya Out There?)”
The 18th Letter

No Peach Schnapps, nigga, I’m a man
Flip Murray with the shots, think I’m three down

- Rapper Big Pooh
“System” (Little Brother)
Get Back (Little Brother)

I’ma make you see LA like Ed O’Bannon

- Ras Kass
“Sonset”
Soul on Ice

I mean that’s fine and all but for the now I’m just revealing skillin’
Too many would-be villains claim that they do the killin’
And unrealistic drug dealin’
Now how you feelin’
I got your bitch ass sittin’ on the bench
Cryin’ like Nate McMillan

- Ras Kass

Yo cheers to the underground
Doc’s da name
Rap is like the NBA
I love this game

- Redman
“Boodah Break”
Doc’s Da Name 2000

Somebody light the fuse so I can bring bad news
To all these crews who can’t NBA Jam with the shoes
That double shot Hennessy got my mind trippin
Drunk enough to start a campaign on ass kickin’
Why my nigga Keith who gives assists like Scott Pippen

- Redman
“Iz He 4 Real”
Muddy Waters

I’m in The Bricks like backspins on the Knicks
I”m not a playa, but you’re hatin’ me like I’m a pimp

- Redman
“Keep on ‘99″
Doc’s Da Name 2000

We don’t need those though, street cats don’t need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many niggas be that
So try me, like Mutombo you can’t get shit by me
Send you to ER, son, with broke ankles like Allen Ivey

- Rock (Heltah Skeltah)
“Gunz ‘N Onez (Iz U Wit Me)”
Magnum Force (Heltah Skeltah)

The king of pot, there is none higher
Little nickel bag smokers need to call me sire
From Reggie Miller to the Issac Hayes, straight fire
Who said it just aiight? This bitch a liar

- Rock (Heltah Skeltah)
“Da Beginning of Da End”
D.I.R.T. (Heltah Skeltah)

Gets my stray on, my mistress, I spray on
Watching the Pistons on the same floor they play on

- Royce Da 5′ 9″
“Glow” (Jake One)
White Van Music (Jake One)

Where the crack booms in the street
Niggas pull heat longer than Shaq’s shoes

- Royce Da 5′ 9″
“Losing Out” (Black Milk)
Tronic (Black Milk)

Today you won a ticket to see Dr. J
Front row seat, in free, no pay
Radio in hand, snacks by feet
Game’s about to start, you kickin popcorn to the beat
You finally wake up, Doc’s gone to town
Round his back, through the hoop, then you scream “Touchdown”
You be illin’

- Run (Run-DMC)
“You Be Illin’”
Raising Hell

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S.

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I stand 5′ 7″ and a quarter,
But, boy, when I reach for that thing
I’m taller than Yao Ming

- Saigon
“Stocking Cap”

I’m a meal stackin’ nigga that’ll pull quick
Still packin for all you Phil Jackson niggas on the Bull shit

- Sauce Money

Fuckin’ backward ass rappers get smacked with the gat happily
Boom-shack-shack, the cannon back up your faculty
Yo, the left hook’ll shatter your chin
Similar to Darryl Dawkins when he shattered the rim

- Sean Price
“P-Body”
Jesus Price Supastar

Sean sparks like John Starks in the fourth quarter
Oughta meet my peeps, deeper like the Torah

- Sean Price/Ruck (Heltah Skeltah)
“Sean Price”
Nocturnal

Now who’s the first pick?
Me, word is bond, and
Not a Christean Laettner, not Alonzo Mourning

- Shaquille O’Neal
“What’s Up Doc? (Can We Rock)”
Shaq Diesel

I don’t think these niggas got brains
Knowing that I’m working with a little bit a change
And will hop out the driver’s side of the Range
And shoot all around like a young Dan Ainge

– Sheek Louch
“My Buddy” (Jadakiss)
The Champ Is Here (Jadakiss)

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
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, as I made the hoop
Everybody jumped up and they said “Go Snoop”
And my career jumped off into the fast lan
My rookie season, I made my first All Star Game
Double G, like George Gervin
That’s what they called me cause I’m so ice
Ballin’, cause that’s my life
I balls all day and I balls all night
Pimp, they call me Snoop Dogg
And everybody knows I love to hustle and ball
The season gets tragic
we just lost to the Magic
And the word is that Rodman done had it
So I guess it’s only young homey
The great 8, Mr. Kobe
Give em the ball dog, he ready
We gotta play Charlotte tonight, I’m stickin’ Eddie
Remember all the good times that we had?
Cuz, don’t trip to long, cause tomorrow we play the Jazz
Then it’s on to play the Denver Nuggets
The homeboy Nick, they trip, damn, I still love him
Keep a picture of him on the wall
Next to Dr. J, Meach, I love basketball
Allen Iverson on the fly, boy, he hard to stick
CWebb coming through with the quick pick
The NBA Saturday mornings,
Or maybe on a Sunday, hey
We in the Playoffs so stay off the court
This aint no game, this a sport
And we in it to win it
We ballin No Limit
Remember this
When I grow up, I wanted to be
A point guard playing on NBC
With or Pistol Pete
Or World B. Free givin’ dap to me
Doing interviews in Converse shoes
And telling all the little kids to stay in school
Yes, it’s true, that dreams come true
If it could happen to me it could happen to you

- Snoop
“Hoop Dreams (He Got Game)”
Master P Presents No Limit All Stars: Who U Wit? (Master P)

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Killers born naturally, like Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways’ll get you capped like an NBA salary

- Talib Kweli (Black Star)
“Respiration”
Black Star

I’m bringing the message like Kanye West
Except the boy got more techs than Ron Artest

- Termanology
“Watch How It Go Down”
Politics as Usual

It’s a bad cycle
Just look how they bagged Michael
Which one?
Anyone: Jordan, Jackson, Action
Pack guns, ridiculous

- Termanology
“Watch How It Go Down”
Politics as Usual

Imagine, life without handcuffs
Concentration, with the brain muscle tissue of Samson
The benchpress, of a gold medal-ist, in the olympics
Rifle reach of Manute Bol’s two arms

- Thirstin Howl III
“Brooklyn Hard Rock”
Soundbombing II

I’ma ball like Julius Erving, Iverson and Manning
I got the cannon in the two-door Phantom

Tony Yayo
“Piano Man”
T.O.S.: Terminate on Sight (G-Unit)

I’m from a place where junkheads and zombies dwell
And niggas keep the heat blazin’ like Bonzi Wells

- Trife Da God
“Biscuits” (Ghostface)
The Pretty Toney Album (Ghostface)

David Stern, damn, David Stern
I gotta teach you ’bout the ghetto, some things you should learn
Matt Lauer on NBC
you look like a girl don’t talk to me

- Tru Warier (aka Ron Artest)
“Haterz”
My World

How was I supposed to know he was gonna throw beer
Hit me in my face and I go run up the stairs
Touched the wrong person, Steve Jack had my back
O’Neal and AJ with the counterattack

- Tru Warier (aka Ron Artest)
“Haterz”
My World

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V.

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You the type to take a L and fuckin’ call the cops
Cross the other side of street because you saw it’s hot
Call me Mike Fratello baby, ’cause I call the shots

- Vinnie Paz
“Outlive the War”
Servants in Heaven, Kings in Hell

They pushin’ rocks here in the dead of night
I take my glock and I point, god, like Brevin Knight

- Vinnie Paz
“Put ‘Em in the Grave”
Servants in Heaven, Kings in Hell

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W.

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What’s the deal with the Nets though?
Like being in the East ain’t enough help for ‘em
Two Carters
I thought they’d get better
But they got rid of Kidd
Like a miscarriage

- Wale’
“The Opening Title Sequence”
The Mixtape About Nothing

Got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullin

- Wale’
“Chillin’”

They praise and they stand up
Like Nate when he slam dunks
Battle, put a grand up
Feel me though, I get dough, yo’ style trash
I fathered you style, you a son like Steve Nash

- Wordsworth & Punchline
“Git Sum” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

Pass the torch then we lit it
But our team won’t disappoint
Like when the NBA lost the Olympics

- Wordsworth
“Say Now” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

Uncle Max, you remember you were in dire need?
You sold my Michael Jordan rookie card to buy some weed
When my moms went to Boston and she left me a check
To buy sneakers, but you took it to bet on the Nets

- Wordsworth
“The Grudge” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

On my check list: Six Flags, Saks Fifth Ave Gift Bags,
At the game with a Knicks flag

- Wordsworth
“Borrow U” (eMC)
The Show (eMC)

Will the Knicks win the championship this year?
Say what, say what, anything can happen

- Wyclef Jean
“Anything Can Happen”
Carnival

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X.

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Magic Johnson need to run for mayor
Lil’ Kim sold me some pussy, but I aint pay her

- Xzibit
“Losin’ Your Mind”
Man vs. Machine

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Y.

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I keep a holster on my shoulder like I’m John Wayne
Shooting these niggas lights out like LeBron James

- Young Buck (G-Unit)
“Gangsta”

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Z.

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I be stackin up chips like Lego
Dunk on a punk just like Kelvin Cato
Houston to the Rocket, a four-peat like Comets
I don’t give a fuck, gut-punch a bitch nigga, make him vomit

- Z-Ro
“Mo City Don Freestyle”
Let the Truth Be Told

And I’m gone, nigga old glory
I’m H-Town to Cali just like Robert Horry

- Z-Ro
“Mo City Don Freestyle”
Let the Truth Be Told

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Yall think I’m spelling Iverson, when the beef all done
’Cause you’ll be on IV in the ER, SON

- 40 Cal.

Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold Shaq down
Next time you in the hood and see an OG
You ask about me, the young boy don’t back down

- 50 Cent
“Back Down”
Get Rich or Die Tryin’