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picky - hustle award lyrics

[verse 1]

when i was thirteen
i wanted a p-ssion so badly
but sadly
that didn’t work out
so one day i picked up a piece of paper
and wrote out
“basketball: imma be the best one”
word out
went out
got my first ball
started practicing at night
‘cause the days were too warm
just kiddin’
practiced night, day and evening
jerseys always needed cleanin’
lack of sk!ll was never forgiven
running was my only thrill then
so freshman year i didn’t make the cut
caught me outta luck!
but to their practices i still showed up
soph0m-re year, guess what?
made jv and worked my -ss off
junior year
varsity appeared near my name (huh)
time to bring fame to the game!
number 33:
my brother’s old tee!
trust me
i will bring honour to thee!
season p-ssed
now i shoot not only p-ss!
phil chose greg and i to lead the pack
captains!
wish i could tell myself in the past
that the hard work paid off at last
alas
no time for celebrating
brain formulating
the t-tle and how we gon’ sn-tch it
falcons and underdogs?
strange matches
last match was senior night
before we go off to championship clashes
but on a layup on the way down
my bone crashes…

[skit]
-gasp-

[verse 2]

tibia and fibula
out their rapper like ricola
aware like kevin ware
that it was very serious
picked up my leg
sh-t’s snapped in half
now my sneakers
chillin’ in a blood bath
the end of my career
but a wave crystal clear
of acceptance appeared
i feel god near
but what do i learn here?
not to go up when the shots clear?
i can’t cry
my whole family is here!
stay strong
at least till the ambulance comes
and takes you away
what’s the reason for this pain?
i’ll understand someday
currently i just want my recovery
to start
x-ray looking like modern art
surgery in two weeks?
that’s way too far!
but patience is a virtue i’ve learned that before
so this lesson what is it?
the answer came with each visit
the love surrounding me is suddenly
explicit
i needed this
to see my bliss
ironically a step closer to my wiseness
wrong term
wisdom
weaks gone
finally get to go home
can’t walk but my mind travels long
distances since then songs made from instances
you are my witnesses
i’ll show you who the k!ller is
so i can warn ya
since the story just finished
let me do the welcoming
these songs were my objectives
with
my time, in california!

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