B-ball
I hate people who talk trash,
Make me want to lash,
Out and kick some ass.
Just playing basketball,
And someone hits you in the jaw,
And then so I’m a bitch for calling a foul,
Even when you can hear the hit,
Loud as shit.
Then when someone has less game then me,
And decides to proclaim he’s the best when he makes one three,
With nobody is in his face,
All he has to look at is lace.
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