J-Son - Air Jordan (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: K-Drama] Opposition in my face, trying to play defense I'm bigger than this dude, this don't make no sense I Air Jordan on ‘em I Air Jordan on ‘em I Air Jordan on ‘em I Air Jordan on ‘em [Verse 1: Thi'sl] They don't want it Drama, I bang on these clowns Slam some truth so heavy on ‘em that it crack the ground Then bring the rim down, we not backin' down When the smoke clears, we standin', they're still lookin' ‘round The coach done put me in the game so I'm about to clown When my game off, I got a team to hold me down Throw your boy J's all black on ‘em I'm too big to be Michael so I'll go Shaq on ‘em [Verse 2: Json] See I was weak and feeble, the Holy Ghost he gave me the power forward And hit the block, posted up like I'm a power forward And I ain't backin' down, I'm refusing to budge The enemy be tempting me, I ain't moving a nudge The Risen Savior took my behavior to the grave with him Yep I had to die, and Air Jordan when I'm raised with him Heard what I said, fam? So tell me how it feels, you've been listening to a dead man [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Young Josh] I Air Jordan on ‘em, they may try to block me But I push that Rock so can't nobody stop me With they trash talk, they try to trip me up Since I been fixed I've been rollin', I fall he'll pick me up My whole team gifted, diverse but unified Triangle offense homie, Truine, my crew is fly My Coach draws the plays, yo I just follow through Playin' my part straight from the heart, opposition ain't got a clue [Verse 4: J. Johnson] Full court press on, good with the rock, CP Satan got the box on one on, but he can't hold me I give him 33, double that, 66 All in the Hall of Fame stuntin', shinin', taking flicks You think it's 1 on 5, don't know I ball with God Swagger is Jordanesque, didn't know I could fly I smell victory when defeat is cookin' Like Spike Lee I flow, a seasoned vet ??? [Hook x2] [Verse 5: Derek Minor] So pimpin' what it is, take a minute and holla at'cha kin Unashamed to rep Christ, homie 116 So what I look like, worry about ya hater friends He elevate me over them, Air Jordan See come and hit ‘em with Divine, I'm with it, I'ma fall but the Lord protect us all Say whatever you like whether you wrong or right, but I still got love for y'all So while you talkin', we workin', givin' truth to the Lord I can't see you haters at all, my focus on the cross [Verse 6: K-Drama] I Air Jordan on ‘em, I can see myself in the air scorin' on ‘em I throw a table in the church, chair soarin' on ‘em And like Jesus, I bust a Jeff Gordon on ‘em I gotta zoom on past I'm never turning back, made to shine in his face See Coach Christ on the side, gotta tighten up the lace And check the ring finger, he the champ, never died I leveled in the air, the cross with living water out they mouth