Michael Jeffrey Jordan (born February 17, 1963) is a retired American professional basketball player, active entrepreneur, and majority owner of the Charlotte Bobcats. His biography on the National Basketball Association (NBA) website states, "By acclamation, Michael Jordan is the greatest basketball player of all time." Jordan was one of the most effectively marketed athletes of his generation and was considered instrumental in popularizing the NBA around the world in the 1980s and 1990s.
After a three-season career at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, where he was a member of the Tar Heels' national championship team in 1982, Jordan joined the NBA's Chicago Bulls in 1984. He quickly emerged as a league star, entertaining crowds with his prolific scoring. His leaping ability, illustrated by performing slam dunks from the free throw line in slam dunk contests, earned him the nicknames "Air Jordan" and "His Airness". He also gained a reputation for being one of the best defensive players in basketball. In 1991, he won his first NBA championship with the Bulls, and followed that achievement with titles in 1992 and 1993, securing a "three-peat". Although Jordan abruptly retired from basketball at the beginning of the 1993–94 NBA season to pursue a career in baseball, he rejoined the Bulls in 1995 and led them to three additional championships (1996, 1997, and 1998) as well as an NBA-record 72 regular-season wins in the 1995–96 NBA season. Jordan retired for a second time in 1999, but returned for two more NBA seasons from 2001 to 2003 as a member of the Washington Wizards.
Slow down, and yo, let the rhyme flow
And listen to the voice of Stezo
Let me explain the situation that's taught
Blame it on me, yeah, I know it's my fault
For teaching you, how to jam right
Tell you the truth, they need to ban mics
Because, I'm a danger zone
Making beats vibrate right through the bone
Not a doctor, operating
Just a rapper demonstrating
Talents to the people cause they're the facts
Just (Baby break it on down) to the max
"Baby break it on down"
Let's go, main point, I mean jet out
Rappers, yo, I'm putting heads out
Making MC's drop down to their knees
Saying "More beats please, Stezo-Eaze"
Time after time, this kids getting doper
There's no way (What way?) That you can coper with
The man with the gift
Yo Jim describe me (Swwwwwwift)
It's me Stezo selling records by the rack so
(Baby break it on down) to the max
"Baby break it on down"
Can you get with this? It's something smooth
Now it's time for Stezo to get in the groove
You've been waiting for a long time, I left you sitting
But now I know a lot of MC's are like shitting
Don't be afraid and alarmed, or just pressured
Keep it on file that Stezo-E is a treasure
I'm dangerous, show-wise I am illegal
Two birds together, I stand out like a seagull
I'm the man, I'm the one, I'm the boss
You call me for a show and I'm a tell you the cost
I'm just a principal, lounging in your high school
So homeboy yo, I just advise you to
Keep it in your skull that I'm phantom fluid
Then you finished the test, then you finally ruined
Remember, this is dope on wax so
(Baby break it on down) To the max
"Baby break it on down" [x2]
Wham, right in the kisser
There's no way you can diss the
Original rapping king sire
Believe it or not holmes, I'm not a liar
So, let's go, to the show
And see a fly brother with the tempo
Hypen up the crowd just like a coke sniff
Towing MC's away just like a boat lift
Now I'm gone, I'm long, singing a song
Call me the king, without the corn
Listen up, this is a portion of practice
Sticking MC's up just like a cactus
Meaner than ever, never been defeated
Bow down, just like a king I'm being treated
Yo crack goes your back so
(Baby break it on down) To the max
Chorus: They tell us we gon' make it and I tell them that's a fact,
Like a shell you be hating you should get up of our backs,
Keep our names up out your mouth aint trying to be up in your plaques,
Til the last breath is out I be living to the max, to the max,
Haters throwing me daps but they is wack, cause I be living to the max, to
The max,
I'm just trying to relax and spit some raps and live my life to the max, to
The max
[1 verse: Kyle Bent] trying to make it and these haters trying to slow me
Down,
Aint even famous but these lames claim they know me now,
Never cared bout what they said as long as I got that bread,
As long as I'm safe and sound aint no one gon' hold me down,
Nah nah nah, these haters talking all I hear is blah blah blah,
These soft rappers stop wearing your ma's Prada,
Living the fast life so hasta la vista,
To these haters
Cause I be that dream chaser,
I need that green paper,
I need more than 3 acres,
Man I need like the whole Asia,
Cause I said I want it all,
Imma buy that whole bodega
And all these rappers old like genesis or Sega,
Homie tell me what you know,
Ye aint know about nothing
And all I see is foes cause they know that I be stunting,
Tryna get this dough boy I aint a rapper for nothing,
And they claiming that they my bros but it's only God that I trust in, uh
Chorus: They tell us we gon' make it and I tell them that's a fact,
Like a shell you be hating you should get up of our backs,
Keep our names up out your mouth aint trying to be up in your plaques,
Til the last breath is out I be living to the max, to the max,
Haters throwing me daps but they is wack, cause I be living to the max, to
The max,
I'm just trying to relax and spit some raps and live my life to the max, to
The max
[Verse 2: TJ hickey] Heyo take this to another level rappers just aint
Been before
I Got em sweating different levels never said before
Never one for backin down
Told you boys I'm rapping now
Ball up on these on the other rappers ya they call me Okafor
I I I got this man I'm coming I am sky high my you lame do not compare us
Got that fly sty guy doin it world wide you need that wifi good bye
Heyo watch this I'm phenomenal
Topping this ish impossible
Change that plan like audibles
So hot boy I'm tropical
Unstoppable I'm in the game
Hair spiked up I change the game
Sleeves cut off I break the chain
I'm taking names
I beast that beat I can't be tamed
Like homie whatchu saying
You aint talkin bout nothing
T Told me I can't rap now but now I'm out and I'm stunting
Tr-tryna get this dough boy I aint rapper for nothing
And I told him once they ask know it's d1 and we coming ah
Chorus: They tell us we gon' make it and I tell them that's a fact,
Like a shell you be hating you should get up of our backs,
Keep our names up out your mouth aint trying to be up in your plaques,
Til the last breath is out I be living to the max, to the max,
Haters throwing me daps but they is wack, cause I be living to the max, to
The max,
I'm just trying to relax and spit some raps and live my life to the max, to
The max
[Verse 3: Big Kurt] I'm just trying to live and have a blast
That's why I put my heart and soul on these tracks
I rash you gone need more than ointment get you an appointment and fast
I live it to the max live it live live it to the max
You aint spitting facts
You need to sit relax
You aint gotta rip it fast for you to be sick at raps
Massachusetts is ours we got it on our backs
If this is bent's nation the state is Kontract's
You aint seeing us it's like we stole your contacts
My flow is voluptuous but you can call it fat
I'm just one of those brolic cats
So if you had it in your head to try and punk us...
Good luck with all of that
I'm sicker than most
My bic is the toast I tick tick tick and than wooof
You seem to just be okay at rapping you shouldn't boast
My first time on stage man what a proud day
Yo Kyle tell these cats what everyone in the crowd say
Chorus: They tell us we gon' make it and I tell them that's a fact,
Like a shell you be hating you should get up of our backs,
Keep our names up out your mouth aint trying to be up in your plaques,
Til the last breath is out I be living to the max, to the max,
Haters throwing me daps but they is wack, cause I be living to the max, to
The max,
I'm just trying to relax and spit some raps and live my life to the max, to
The max
[Verse 4: Bramzwig] Speeding down the Saw Mill bumping Bramzwig in the
Speakers man
Yankee fitted wrapped around my memory you see it fam
Living in the Freedom Land, Everyone gon' need a plan
I'm fresh up out that comic book you captain hook I'm Peter Pan
I saw the price of fame, but can't afford it
Now my 4-S ringing, But I think that I I'll ignore it
Been maturing... while I'm touring
Why you care what I'm scoring
Off the Roaring... Twenty making money is never boring
What's ya state of mind? Homie MINE is Euphoria
Rolled green game looking out for crown Victoria's
Headed to Astoria trynna find a Queen
But It's tough to keep it real when your reality's ya dream
Skinny Jeans wrapped around her waist, 10 up in her face
She got expensive taste and gets apprehensive don't make her wait
That's give and take, but-I-heard you only get what you give
So if you don't give a damn you'll get nothing long as you live
That's Bramzwig!
Chorus: They tell us we gon' make it and I tell them that's a fact,
Like a shell you be hating you should get up of our backs,
Keep our names up out your mouth aint trying to be up in your plaques,
Til the last breath is out I be living to the max, to the max,
Haters throwing me daps but they is wack, cause I be living to the max, to
The max,
I'm just trying to relax and spit some raps and live my life to the max, to
Can you hear the cheering from the room next door Thought you were having fun well have some more We're lucky to still be alive Dance while we're still alive
Well everybody's going to New York Pizza's better there you find them everywhere But we don't need no stinking badges We're on a Danish boat trying to stay afloat Give me some air We're not getting evil yet But we'll reach the continent...
Did you hear the cheering from the room next door Thought you were having funn well have some more We're lucky to still be alive We move while we're still alive While we're still alive
See me do the Wolf Dance Cringe till you go blue but this is what we do Sometime the ride will get bumpy I think the band sounds pretty good Go go Johnny B Good Gotta love the drum machine If that one's got no soul Well then you're pretty cold
Come on like Lindsey Buckingham going ooh aah ooh aah
Like sounds pouring through the hourglass
Many hands have felt your sorry ass
Bitch im gonna leave ya for the buzzardssome for the vultures
I see the vulture way up in the sky
Swooping down baby to peck out yer eye
Leave her you for the buzzards, im gonna leave ya for a buzzard
It´s in my culture to get your eye pecked by vulture
Gonna leave her for the buzzards
Leave ya for the buzzards
When will she hurry up and die?
I wanna see a buzzard peck out her eye
I´m gonna leave her for the buzzards
Gonna leave her for the scavengers
Pecking at her flesh, eating her up
Fie old bag, it´s your time to die
Gonna leave ya for the buzzards
Gonna leave ya for the buzzards bitch
Gonna leave ya for the buzzards
Gonna leave ya for the buzzards