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If the battle of the races was a basketball game, who'd reign?
Look for the blacks we have
Strickland Ewing Magic course Jordan is the don
Isiah Dominique Barkley and Akeem Olujawon
For the whites Bird ?? McHale and Paxon
Shouldn't go any further you know it's gonna get wack son
But if the black players have an ego, and won't let go
the rock no matter how nice they are they're gonna flop
Look chop - in a sold-out capacity crowd
The upsets will be so loud
Yes teamwork, yes y'all teamwork
If a jerk wants to go for self he gets hurt, and now
Dinkins is the man, so Magic form the plan
Yo Strickland run the point, Jordan is the guard and
organize!
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, it's sickening
Guaranteed, mad em jump like Rod Strickland
Max mostly, undivided, then slide it, it's sickening
Guaranteed, mad em jump like Rod Strickland
The thought of killing makes me sick, but I don't wanna be no victim no way not Strickland
So I just stay in my cell like I'm bricked in and hope that stops me from getting kicked in
The thought of killing makes me sick, but I don't wanna be no victim no way not Strickland
So I just stay in my cell like I'm bricked in and hope that stops me from getting kicked in
So I turned cold, givin 'em hard dick and straight to the hole
Like Rod Strickland, it was takin' it's toll
I needed someone I could hold in my darkest hours

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Various Artists

Hip Hop

2000

Who put me in a top position, J. Sands dishing
No look like Ron Strickland
Make the average MC contemplate, just sitting
Down, the wax spin like merry go round
One shot, one kill when my dog clipped him
Scored on them niggas with one bullet, that's Rod Strickland (hahaha)
Four fifth-ed him, left him in the front seat of his car, twitchin'
I don't think I can stand livin' in 1955
Strickland's still a twerp and biff's still a jerk
I don't think I could survive
Get her up to 88
Want to stay eighteen forever 
But now I stay on point like Rod in this Strickland 
If Brooklyn courts was the canvas, then I would be the big man
Who put me in a top position, J. Sands dishing
No look like Ron Strickland
Make the average MC contemplate, just sitting
Down, the wax spin like merry go round
So I turned cold, givin 'em hard dick and straight to the hole
Like Rod Strickland, it was takin' it's toll
I needed someone I could hold in my darkest hours
Who put me in a top position, J. Sands dishing
No look like Ron Strickland
Make the average MC contemplate, just sitting
Down, the wax spin like merry go round

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