Someone please lock this topic!! it has nothing to do with the spurs!!!
..oh wait......This is not Spurs Report... never mind carry on.............
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Someone please lock this topic!! it has nothing to do with the spurs!!!
..oh wait......This is not Spurs Report... never mind carry on.............
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Beast of Burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad, but it's a hurting
All I want is for you to make a call to me
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for turnovers, my passes go awry
All I want is for you to make a call to me
Am I talented enough, Am I rough enough
I am rich enough, I'm not to blind to see
I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's put me in and draw the fouls
Music on the PA
Come on Pop make that call to me
Am I talented enough, Am I rough enough
I am rich enough, I'm not to blind to see
Oh Pop
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty Pop
Solo
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty Pop
Pretty, pretty, such a pretty, pretty, pretty Pop
Come on Pop please please please
I'll tell ya
You can trade me...to the Heat
You can take me out...with no stats on my sheet
But you can take me out, take me out, put me out of misery
All your stubborness, I can suck it up
Throw it all at me, I can shrug it off
There's one thing Pop, that I don't understand
You keep telling me, I ain't your kind of man
Ain't I talented enough
Ain't I tough enough
I am rich enough, not tradable enough
Ooh, ooh, please
I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burden
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for turnovers and my passes go awry
All I want is you to make a call to me
I don't need no beast of burden
I need no fussin
I need no nursin
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be
Two Wide Open Shots (Two Pina Coladas)
You Were feeling the Blues
You were watching the news
You saw you were on the Bench
So now you are afraid
Because you're up for trade
Lately you've been a big stench
So then you got goin
Without even knowin
You scored more than ten
But now you're on a role
And we all know
That you'll prob. f#$% up again
(When you miss) Two wide open shots
(Then you give up) one to your man
We'll all see a pissed if Coach Pop
And then you'll be left with one fan
Your toubles I forgot em
Then you leave open your man
The you miss two wide open shots
Say goodbye to your PT man.
But now I got to say
I enjoy a cheesesteak
Also the hustle you bring
Eases my mind
By leavin’ behind
The heartaches that your play can bring
Now I’ve got a smile
That goes on for miles
I bet you think your the king
I’ve gotta say
That I think I’ve gotta stay
Just don't think you can play like Kareem
(When you miss) Two wide open shots
(Then you give up) one to your man
We'll all see a pissed if Coach Pop
And then you'll be left with one fan
Your toubles I forgot em
Then you leave open your man
The you miss two wide open shots
Say goodbye to your PT man.
Can't let this thread die just yet.
Last edited by Experiment2100; 02-06-2005 at 03:49 PM.
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