Scrilla Vic - Below The Rim Pro Lyrics

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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

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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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