Shawn Lobel - The Backyard lyrics

[Verse 1] Tie up the laces on my kicks and I'm gone Grab my glove, head out the door and it's on Get a couple of friends and make my way to the road Might have had uneven teams, sh** that's just the way that it goes I took some tape and got an old broomstick, and I made it a bat If we needed a base, I just threw down my hat Either that or the shirt off my back and then we gather around For the sound of three fresh, yellow balls, open the cap (yep) Put a little bit of dirt on my palms, and I'll give it a good grip Stickballing just me and my neighborhood clique Day after day, just imitating the greats Me, I was Chipper, switch hitting up at the plate And I gotta get a hit before the sun sets It's almost dinner time but mom, we ain't done yet And now, looking back all I see's a bunch of kids with no worries And I wonder where that all went, where that all went Get in my stance and stay low Then wind up the pitch and let go I turn my hat to the back, and hear the crack of the bat And now it's back to the track, it's at the wall [Verse 2] After dinner I headed outside for some late night shots Under the porch lights, hoping dad just might watch I used to pretend there was only a second on the clock I was down by one point and it all came down to this I clenched my fists and gripped the ball Took five or so shots and I missed them all But that's life, so I do what dad taught me to do I regrouped, free my mind and keep my eyes on the hoop Then let it fly from my fingertips, floating, the sound drowns out And everything's in slow motion All I see is one ball spinning away But I stay right there in that moment See it was all so simple then Whenever I needed to get out some energy, I would just get it out dribblin' But nowadays the higher the energy, the higher the dose of Ritalin Like doc, what the hell have you been giving them What the f**'s a kid again What the f**'s a kid again, I ask that question all the time Like when you're talking to your friends, are they there or online All I see's a bunch of kids with no worries And I wonder where that all went, where that all went Get in my stance and stay low Pivot my feet, now let's go Cross over and lay it in I'm taking it to the rim And banking it for the win all day