Stat Quo - Michael lyrics

rate me

February 17th, 1963, who would’ve predicted your talent would inspire me?

You was hooping and winning, loved by women and children

You was the best of the best, made the ground worth millions

I heard you got some gambling problems, but nobody’s perfect

They tried to convict the death of your father to you on purpose

I was 15 years old when I bought my first pair

Couldn’t afford them before, my momma was on welfare

Now I’m a grown ass man still rocking your kicks

Niggas killing each other, waiting in line to buy your shit

I can still hearing my grandma telling me ‘they just shoes’

Fuck that, I need the fours, elevens, and twos

Red and baby blues, I salute you, dog

Know you faced adversities, overcame them all

At the end of the night, we all flawed

I’m sipping Ciroc and Gatorade tryna be you and ball

Jordan

June 30th, 1966, bad start that left you and your mother in your bricks

You were saying when she died if I lost my mother I would flip

But you maintained a start at the training, got on your shit

Then it rain like a pit, an assassin with gloves on

Undefeated and winning, building your box and kingdom

Gold medals turn to heavy weight love, she wasn’t prepared for the cards God dealt

See, bust did know you out, but I blame Robin

Bitches ain’t shit ‘cause don king was in your pockets

Damn, they locked the champ up, amped up but you got free

Fought Evander twice, bit his ear, they calling you crazy

Years passed, you going broke, that’s what they saying

Saw you in the Hangover, that tiger shit was amazing

But I still thought that you tough ‘cause you came from the pavement

All might, real nigga, fought his way up and made it

Tyson

August 29th, 1958, what a day, Joseph the chosen one

Right up the gate, lost your childhood to the music

…is therapeutic, remember watching your video right …

Thriller, bad nigga, Remember the Time, classic material

You at the top with nowhere to climb

Controversies surrounded you but I never doubted

Living your live in the spotlight will take a lot out you

Man, they got you on trial but you moonwalked out of court

Friends outside riding with you crying, they showing support

Can’t keep a good man down, found out you beat that shit

But you addicted, conflicted prescriptions, you can’t quit

On the 25th 2009 with my nigga… we found out you were dying

And now the whole world sad ‘cause who would’ve thought

Your life would’ve came to a halt, we all suffered his loss

Jackson