SPiKE LEE! (feat. WPNOFLOVE)

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Bob Dylan (legally Robert Dylan; born Robert Allen Zimmerman, May 24, 1941) is an American singer-songwriter. Generally regarded as one of the greatest songwriters ever, Dylan has been a major figure in popular culture over his 60 year career. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s, when songs such as "Blowin' in the Wind" (1963) and "The Times They Are a-Changin'" (1964) became anthems for the civil rights and antiwar movements. His lyrics during this period incorporated political, social, philosophical, and literary influences, defying pop music conventions and appealing to the burgeoning counterculture.Dylan was born and raised in St. Louis County, Minnesota. Following his self-titled debut album of traditional folk songs in 1962, he made hi… more »

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I shoot it like Spike Lee
Hook it like Kareem you can't swipe me
Throw it in yo face yeah it's likely
Then hit you with the fade call me Kobe
Man you can't hold me
That's what they told me
I feel it in my veins like it's snowing
You don't even know where you going
But I know if you give it to me I'm throwin it down
When you playin for rings ain't no playin around
You jumpin from teams I'm stayin around
And layin the ground
Ain't no playin around
No playin around
Nah nah
I'm runnin this town

I shoot it like shoot it like
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like shoot it like
I shoot it like Spike Lee
Shoot it like Spike Lee

I'm cookin up they call me Curry
You back peddlin in a hurry
And she meddlin in my worries
I'm goin to every city workin
She askin me for all the Birkin
Watchin for snakes because they lurkin
And I'm feelin kinda senile
Lookin at us like we wild
Put it back up on the rebound
Whoa hey
Loui Gucci Prada
I'm a freak Lady Gaga
And you know that you don't wanna go
Down in the paint where the monsters go
Yeah that boy spittin with the lama flow
Oh my bad
I was just goin in my bag
Goin back door with the pass
Throw it off the back board
Catch it off the glass
Ima be the one to put the team on my back
Pull up half court for the game it's a wrap

I run this town
When I pull up it is goin down
And I got one if you tryna play foul
Mamba flow until the buzzer sounds
Oh yeah oh yeah no baby we can't lose
Got too much to prove
I can't crease these shoes
When I buss these moves
If you reach I'm gone
Why'd you leave so soon
Look at this team I'm on
Champion rings my mood
That's why

I'm itchin for that last shot
Only thing you play is mascot
Ha
You a has-not
You need to take it back to Sandlot
Lil boy
That's too much space put yo hands up
Bet you won't put a hunnid grand up
Aye
Boy you better get yo bands up
Cuz I'm the type to mess yo plans up
And I'm feelin like the one again
Oh yeah I'm feelin like the one again
Give it to me and I'm goin psycho
Shoot it for three mess you up like a typo
Call me Reggie cuz nine seconds I might go
Off for eight points let me say it like Michael
I'm runnin this town

I shoot it like shoot it like
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like shoot it like
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like shoot it like
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee
I shoot it like Spike Lee

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