Eons D - Is It The Shoes lyrics

Verse 1- I adored em, parents couldn't afford em But one day my cuz let me wear her Jordans But only for a day, on some Cinderalla stuff Gla** slippers how they fit like a pair of gloves Dad had some extra bucks So he sent me to the store for some bread and stuff Maybe a 7-Up, if there was enough, left I'm watching my steps, man I didn't wanna scuff 'em and mess 'em up On my trip to the store I saw kids on the court Couldn't help but think this is what these shoes were meant for Too temptin' for redemption Cuz I was known for shooting bricks, losing my dribble then If ever I could fit in, it was then The attention was immediate As it was the week those sneakers hit the streets Got me picked up on a team quick Just to see if its (the shoes) Hook- is it the shoes, Michael Jordan Is it the shoes, Lebron James Is it the shoes, Kobe Bryant Is it the shoes, the only thing, in between me and flyin' Verse 2- with the J's I was ready for the dish I just threw it in the air, couldn't miss (swish) The other team had a fit, yelling switch Get a hand in his face, play some defense But I was in the zone in those black and white (twelves) We were winning back to back till night (fell) Thought I should get home, my dad he might yell for me And come give my backside the (belt) Had to bail, but didn't want to end this magic spell Shoot, even the trappers gave me dap as well I was soaring, before this I'd never score man A girl asked "what's your name?" they said "Jordan!" Her boyfriend said "I remember you from last week We picked you up, you was trash, mad weak It was bad you weren't half the athlete" Then he asked me -hook- Verse 3-the next morning before I got my teeth brushed Rushed downstairs just to get my dreams crushed Should've known she wouldn't leave her hundred dollar sneakers Back to the bright green run down Adidas Man, I laced em up anyways Hoping I could still hit the tre's Get center stage like I did when I was in the J's Dee down alrady feeling this is a different day They confirmed, when I hear em say "yo Jordan? Where ya Jordan's?" I thought about lyin, I'll wear em another time I just told the truth-"they weren't mine" The opening words to my roast, the dark side of celebrity I suppose When they pa**ed me the rock, I choked But they still called me Jordan as an inside joke Every new guy would ask "why ya'll call him that This dude can't ball, he wack?!" And they would all laugh And recall this exact chain of events Before it evolved into rap But when everybody left every weeknite With the court slightly lit by the street lights I would be like Mike In those bright green sneakers with the 3 stripes Is it the shoes?