Below The Rim Pro by Scrilla Vic
Below The Rim Pro lyrics
Lo and behold the lo pro�s on the road so get a leg up
If the backs are slim, I won�t give it up
I deal with runnin� mind games like it ain�t no thing
Bring my game to settle scores, it�s more than styles that I swing
To hustle in this bustle�s my profession
Stutter step and juke, swoop and scoop and impressin�
This here�s a lesson on how I hypnotize, right?
To the thighs I�m never nervous and I ain�t far behind
Send shivers up your spine when you�re ridin� the pine
Yeah your vision distorts and I take no shorts
Cuz the hardwood performer with the ax might pass
Never pump fake, just lay it on the line but won�t fastbreak
Heavens up my stairway, turnabout is fairplay
Once I�m in the action, I�ll reverse it and stick the J
Once again, a firm grip on the skin
Turnin� frowns upside down so get down before I�m out of town
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
One-on-One
I always get the job done
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
I�m all about slammin�
�Til they just can�t stand it
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
One-on-One
I always get the job done
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
No nonsense
When I�m in your zone, I�m unconscious
It�s showtime! Quick hands do shine in the backcourt
Even when the sweat pours, my groove soothes
Dunkaroos - mo� moves than Magic on the floor
Before Johnson�s through I do the do just like it�s never been done before
The parle instant replay
Shows I got skills, amaze and won�t get played
I shake and bake with a fly Slamma Jamma maneuver
Not a use and abuser or bruiser
Don�t choke from the stroke
Of a rimrattlin� rock that�s cocked and ready to bring it right to �ya
nonstop
It�s through the legs and spin move
Stay cool - take fools to school while I�m breakin� all the rules
Each time my sights are to the waistline. I take my time
One the real, I thrill, wheel and deal, and windmill
And take it straight to your chin
Some try to fly sky high, but I choose to play below the rim
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
One-on-One
I always get the job done
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
I�m all about slammin�
�Til they just can�t stand it
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
One-on-One
I always get the job done
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
No nonsense
When I�m in your zone, I�m unconscious
When you�re playin� below the rim, I�m sayin� way low
If the pressure�s on, I bust the stress and go wit a press
Some say they never play the back, but the facts
Those suckas dribble all up in the cracks and I ain�t with that
So when I�m dishin�, I don�t get tunnel vision
I won�t tip flop, I�m in tip top condition
To keep runnin� things with ease � Playa please
I ain�t down to skeet on a lady whose a skeeze
The fake weave, knock-kneed, take your cash and dash
Who ain�t fakin� the funk, I dare you to dunk your stuff
Around they hoop, you�ll get souped, loop de loop, alleyoop
Troop, I never trust a trick turnin� over quick
But if you�re kickin� the bobos like an Ordinary Joe
They can see right through your flow and know you�re prowlin� for a free
throw
I may give and go, but I ain�t move-fakin�
Cuz V�s got the D that brings �em all to they knees
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
One-on-One
I always get the job done
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
I�m all about slammin�
�Til they just can�t stand it
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
One-on-One
I always get the job done
I got the rock
I�ll show you what I got
No nonsense
When I�m in your zone, I�m unconscious
Yeah, you know what I�m sayin�
I�m all about b-ball since back in the days.
Ask about me. Thought you knew.
I�m that dude runnin� fools into the pavement.
Yeah, you know. It�s me and the cheerleaders back at my crib, Cous.
I got that vertical. I�m right at the rim, baby.
You got trim. I got a front row ticket for ya�.
Whose next? Let�s go!
I�m the Wilt Chamberlain of the horizontal sport.
Prince of the League and King of the Court
Like Lebron James, I make the grade and stay paid,
So fly like D Wade with a smooth segway
I go wild out, but I won�t foul out
Ladies know I�m down to heat it up, so take �em towels out
To get this tril - I got big shoes to fill
Like Shaquille O�Neill, don�t forget that pill
Put up Michael Jordan numbers, from squads I ran through
In an outright tussle, rebound like Bill Russell
Break boards like Chocolate Thunder, takin� �em under
Trottin� round the globe like a Harlem stunner
Like Vince Carter, I got time to hang around the rim
From slim to thick, I�m never throwin� up bricks
With my wordplay, you heard me
They world keeps spinnin� and I keep grinnin� at they curves topsy turvy
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