[Intro] [Skip Bayless] Is he worth it Stephen A. Smith? No he's not. And I wanna be careful with what I say because I do like and respect Chris Paul. He's actually a lot like Cliff Paul off the court He's a nice young man I enjoy being around him You were with him yesterday [Stephen A. Smith] Great home trainer [Skip Bayless] Yes Sir [Stephen A. Smith] Parents are fabulous [Skip Bayless] Yes Sir [Stephen A. Smith] And his brother [Skip Bayless] But to me, he is not a max salary superstar in this league. Not yet. not after eight NBA seasons and Stephen A., it jars me... [Verse 1] Man, I don't give a damn what another man think I'm done chasing pink I'm rather wear mink in the summer Like that damn boy heating up Swear that I'm a bad n**y 'fore the season's up I'm re'in up Making sure the stock is right Nowadays got me thinking like it's Harlem Nights With black on black and plaques on plaques And stacks on stacks and germo-racks Had to hand it to him it was just a dream till I I worked for it Stopped believing in people that didn't work for it And it all came like the kid really meant for it God's gift only paying if I sent for it Saw they left a tight spot but I went for it Now the block's hot every n***a rockin' Ventwood They love me when the struggle start stoppin' Drive to the bank and a n***a start clockin' Yeah, and a n***a start clockin' Bang bang Yeah a n***a start [Verse 2] What you thought this sh** was handed I couldn't have planned it any better Worked seven summers for that foreign leather And the Jag with a tag saying go and get it I been the king since the hair couldn't fit the fitted I'm the alpha and omega translation I'm the greatest revelation Making statements f** your patience Y'all been hating
I been waitin' Stacking paper Throwing this vacant Time for tasting Feeling like pockin' a four Ain't never happened before so I'm the revolutionary for the canaries with the vet takin' checks from too many b**hes Like i'm Mack when i was back in the four Push the Jag no tags down Providence Road Tryna' make enough money for my mama's bills If I really want it I go get it at will To my n***as that's real Young and chasing a mil Young and chasing a mil [Verse 3] Tired of n***as saying I changed Tired of n***as saying I ain't ready for the fame I don't even sound like Cole He don't even sound like Hov' Shots all around for my woes If you want to run it it's a go Gleese in the trunk was a legend in the four Heard they live forever like the pot on the stove I been cooking out since back when I was down on And I'm the real reason that you're not here I'm the real reason that you switched gears I'm the real reason t hat you ain't drop your album in the summer 'cause you know the young n***a here And I'm the real reason that you're not here I'm the real reason that you switched gears I'm the real reason t hat you ain't drop your album in the summer 'cause you know the young n***a here Talk to 'em whoa [Outro: Skip Bayless] In eight NBA seasons, as he goes into his ninth With pressure mounting And now the pressure on Chris Paul will be like never before to produce with the upgraded Clippers roster Remember in eight postseasons Never pa**ed the second round Last two postseasons - Swept by the Spurs - four straight - and then lost four straight last year to Memphis This is superstar Chris Paul So Stephen A., I look back to how far has he gone? he's never pa**ed the second round and even against the Spurs back in '08 remember that? Chris Paul . .