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Urban Fu$e - Scoreboard Lyrics



Urban Fu$e - Scoreboard Lyrics




1, 2, show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store

You gotta keep goin' hard, it don't matter the pain
Before you get up on the court, you gotta mentally train
You gotta put in that work so they remember ya name
You gotta stay up in ya lane stay ahead of the game
And everybody goin' hard got some haters around
Sandbags on their legs tryna hold them down
But you already know when you lose those pounds
You gone be Mike Jordan lifting off the ground
Go get what you want ain't gotta ask for it
You could hit them 3 pointers from the half-court
You could hit them 3 pointers no backboard
Gotta believe in ya self this a man sport
And it don't even matter about who hated you
And you ain't gotta worry what they say to you
Yeah might take longer than a day or 2
But when you hit the top nobody can play with you

1, 2, Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show em show em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store

Game time I'm ready to win
Rap game Jeremy Lin Trynna make it I ride in a Benz
And Ima be the greatest ever, that's word to my kin
Be like Michael in the clutch, they hate me too much
Crossover and your ankles I bust My defense is tough...
I was born to do it, game is smoother than fluid
I'll be the truest know it going in if I'm the one shooting
Talkin' money yah I'm fluent influencing what I'm doing
Don't play put in work an maintain
I said that I'll be the greatest legendary in the game
When I'm in it. finish. Diminishing Competition
Ima always be a problem long as I continue livin' goin'
120 I'm ready so ride with me
Jersey in the rafters In the Garden I score 50
On a beat yah I'm Curry with the step back
One on one you gone lose I can bet that

1, 2, Show 'em the door show 'em show em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store

First thing first believe in yourself
If you don't believe in yourself won't nobody else
Then show 'em what you got when it call for it
Keep racking up points on the scoreboard
They gone try throw lil bit of shade at you
But never give up when they hate on you
Yeah adversities come you'll make it though
Yeah that's something all the great players had to do
Just keep ya head up ain't no lookin' back
Get your bread up make that money stack
Always try to elevate from where you at
And you could do anything homie that's a fact
Just keep going strong, homie hold the faith
Never give up that too much at stake
Then when the time comes know you won't be late
Then you could chill look back and just celebrate

1, 2, show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store
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1, 2, show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store

You gotta keep goin' hard, it don't matter the pain
Before you get up on the court, you gotta mentally train
You gotta put in that work so they remember ya name
You gotta stay up in ya lane stay ahead of the game
And everybody goin' hard got some haters around
Sandbags on their legs tryna hold them down
But you already know when you lose those pounds
You gone be Mike Jordan lifting off the ground
Go get what you want ain't gotta ask for it
You could hit them 3 pointers from the half-court
You could hit them 3 pointers no backboard
Gotta believe in ya self this a man sport
And it don't even matter about who hated you
And you ain't gotta worry what they say to you
Yeah might take longer than a day or 2
But when you hit the top nobody can play with you

1, 2, Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show em show em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store

Game time I'm ready to win
Rap game Jeremy Lin Trynna make it I ride in a Benz
And Ima be the greatest ever, that's word to my kin
Be like Michael in the clutch, they hate me too much
Crossover and your ankles I bust My defense is tough...
I was born to do it, game is smoother than fluid
I'll be the truest know it going in if I'm the one shooting
Talkin' money yah I'm fluent influencing what I'm doing
Don't play put in work an maintain
I said that I'll be the greatest legendary in the game
When I'm in it. finish. Diminishing Competition
Ima always be a problem long as I continue livin' goin'
120 I'm ready so ride with me
Jersey in the rafters In the Garden I score 50
On a beat yah I'm Curry with the step back
One on one you gone lose I can bet that

1, 2, Show 'em the door show 'em show em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store

First thing first believe in yourself
If you don't believe in yourself won't nobody else
Then show 'em what you got when it call for it
Keep racking up points on the scoreboard
They gone try throw lil bit of shade at you
But never give up when they hate on you
Yeah adversities come you'll make it though
Yeah that's something all the great players had to do
Just keep ya head up ain't no lookin' back
Get your bread up make that money stack
Always try to elevate from where you at
And you could do anything homie that's a fact
Just keep going strong, homie hold the faith
Never give up that too much at stake
Then when the time comes know you won't be late
Then you could chill look back and just celebrate

1, 2, show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Roar on the court soar higher on the scoreboard
Show 'em the door show 'em show 'em what's in store
Morph from the floor scorch fire on the scoreboard
Let 'em know, what this is like, show 'em the door, show 'em show 'em what's in store
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Writer: James Pak, Suzanna Lam
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Urban Fu$e
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: James Pak, Suzanna Lam

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