#3AM - Just like Jordan lyrics

Uh Buh,Buh,Buh It's 3am in this b**h Cuz i'm wearin' Jordans at this pitt Dedicated to MJ Dopest Motherf**er that ever lived Tongue out like jordan Free Throws like jordan Rulin' every motherf**er in the game like Jordan All my whips Foreign In this Rap-Game like foreman Stunten on every guy they go molten Shoot em people a**es i just wanted to pop guns Everyone thought i would quit frozen Haters wanted my erosion But i'm more positive than that proton I remember those nights when i used to try rhyming up at 23 While Micheal was Dunkin' Camera focusin' on 23 Spitting rhymes cuz i'm gutsy Snitch people be S.O.B Screaming like Bruce Lee Hold up You f**ed up so bad you fell in enigma While i bought a new villa Me & my crew coming through your hood with sigmas I'm talkin Bulls & Dollars Just like Thrilla in Manilla I'm gonna beat your a** up And then shake me some vanilla Tongue Out like Jordan Ballin' like Jordan Free Throws like Jordan Feet covered by Jordans Limits like fear are often just an illusions Dodged my haters they f**ed up in delusions I'm the best guy in this game and that is proven This the time where Student overcomes his master This the time is just an Evolution Before i come real hard on you people just like jordan Please Perform Ablution Cuz y'll ugly as f** And i don't wanna teach ugly people in my institution I just wanna do Clean Execution I'm a Rap Newton I'm realest so don't confuse me with humans I'm so high Y'll people look lilliputian I heard your album came out I think you were Under Pressure That's why you f**ed up giving Logics I laugh at your smartness Let me teach you economics Cuz you say you don't worry about Numbers Let me tell you ain't even close to s**ers Tongue out like jordan Ballin' like Jordan Free Throws like Jordan Feet covered by Jordans They compare me with 3 J's Jordan,Jackson,Jay Got my fingers covered with rings Pumpin' crowd with Flings I even dunk at Free Throws There he goes Just give him his throne He's just chasing his goals Straight up,k**ing his every foe He got standards he ain't f**in' with any ho Cuz his city got hopes He'll bruise you so bad you won't even have any antidotes These people might have cribs But i got mansions up in the hills Where i shoot films,Grill some Grills,Do my things Play with my witz,Even they laugh at your careers which are full of sh**s Tongue out like jordan Ballin' like Jordan Free Throws like Jordan Feet covered by Jordans