Buckwild - Jump Shots lyrics

[Verse 1: Reks] Bad boy Piston 89' I was trying to be like number 11, shorty with the dimes I ain't talking block [?] 'til the block pa**in' time Zeke Thomas, we had similar dramas, similar mamas Related to [?] future promise He from Chicago, Lawrence's all that I know But I saw the similar dilemma The harsh hold on lost souls, pops gone, eyes closed, christmas morn' Wishing for a new Spalding Needed to change their logo from Jerry West to Jordan Saw them hoop dreams turn pipe dreams, when in the night fiends, lean Drug dealers whip is so clean MCs j**els is so flashy [?] so nasty Cla** be boring as hell, trying to pay attention Then jigga dropped that "Hard Knocked Life" teaching lessons about... [Hook] Hood dreams Hoop it up in Hip Hop Settled on the mic, cause I ain't had a wicked jump shot (a wicked jump shot) I ain't had a wicked jump shot Settled on the mic, cause I ain't had a wicked jump shot (wicked jump shot) Hood dreams Hoop it up in Hip Hop Settled on the mic, cause I ain't had a wicked jump shot (wicked jump shot) I ain't had a wicked jump shot Settled on the mic (on the mic, on the mic) [Verse 2: Reks] Leaders of the new came to my school watching The young Busta bust, f** sh** up, that [?] energy The pinpoint, the precise point in life and enemy To gather thoughts mentally, jot them down rhythmically Walk through town processing sounds of the city Millcity ain't seeing mills low to them Hava Hills Really damn right 'em Rich history forgotten Got to talkin' with ma momma but the longer she discover When she first came to Ma** from South Carolina [?] before ho wanna follow behind her - to be continued -