NBA is changed

Turn the beat up, let me speak my truth;

Modern day Baldy got nothing to prove;

All cash and scripts, ain't no old school youth;

I'm gonna spill all the garbage, tell you what

I view;

Watch the game, referee, hold the power;

Star player, special whistle, favor every golden flower;

Hard foul on the rookie, he gets crushed in the hour;

Superstar, break the rule, just pay a fee and hide away the sour;

Team stack, all-star rosters, they run away from fight;

No more loyal veterans, every summer take the flight;

Lead takes the gambling profit, waiting's out of sight;

Real competitive spirit is slowly losing its light;

Man, this whole

NBA is just a money-made show;

Judges call all the shots, nobody wanna let the true talents glow;

Old school hard fuck glory, where did it all go?

I'm sick of all the fake plenty;

I'm letting my anger flow;

Lottery picks get rigged for the biggie market side;

Need to push the favorite guy, ignore the ones who tried;

Cheap drama on the court, sportsmanship died;

Merchandise and sponsorships is all the bosses supply;

Tactics get restricted, defense gets penalized;

Every kind of touch is a foul, ruin the old school vibe;

Championship rings brought up, nobody unsurprised;

All the honest underdogs get buried and sanitized;

Man, this whole NBA's just a money-made show;

Judges call all the shots, nobody wanna let the true talents glow;

Old-school hard-fuck, lurker, where did it all go?

I'm sick of all the fake plays,

I'm letting my anger flow;

Wish we got pure basketball;

No tricks behind the curtain;

And I keep on rappin', the truth is always certain;

Man, it's all

NBA, it's just the money they show;

Judges call all the shots, nobody wanna let the true talents glow;

Old school hard fuck glory, where'd it all go?

I'm sick of all the fake plays,

I'm lettin' my anger flow;

Wish we got pure basketball;

No tricks behind the curtain;

Till then

I keep on rappin', the truth is always certain;