A Key to Basketball
First Step, take some reps
Step two tie your shoes
What's the third? Shoot it like Byrd
Last one? Be black.
Or Native American. Or purple. Or part-reptile.
See, it doesn't matter what your race is
As long as we have 5 guys to cover the spaces
At the end of the day, we're all taking the shots
Doesn't matter who's white and who's not
You need a hardwood floor
Some guys who could score
and fans causing a roar
It used to be like this before
All our respect went out the door
He's black, he's white, we're in a state of war
One race playing on the court
One walking out the door
Who made it this way
It's not the players, all they do is play
It's the big-shots, owners and celebrities that say
"He's black and plays basketball, I'll take him anyday"
It's not that cuz he's black he dunks
He's white, he flunks
Look at the court? Do you see race on it?
No, you only see 10 players with grit
Wearing 2 different kits
the only reason that they're split
It's simple really,
one ball, two nets, you see it clearly,
it's just a game
Whatever skin color, we're all the same.