It
Was All A Dream
lyrics by: LoyalKnicksFan, for Sports
Intro:
(Fuck all you reporters) Get a grip motherfucker.
Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh
Verse One:
It was all a dream
I run Madison Square Gar-a-dean
Anucha Browne Sanders all up in the limousine
Hangin' players on my wall
Shandon Anderson, Howard Eisley, Scott Layden traded for 'em all
I used to be a player until my achilies popped
My brother smoked weed and bamboo, I stayed on Magic's jock
Way back, when I had the red & blue tight shorts
Back when Vlade was still smokin' newports
Remember Ernie Grunfield?, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that James Dolan would go this far
Now I'm so sick, I traded for Curry and give up the
#1 Pick
Larry Brown got paid but now I wish Lenny stayed
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Charlie Ward, Allan Houston, Michael Sweetney
Travis Knight, and Howard Eisley
I'm blowin’ the Knicks up like you thought I would
Call the Garden, I'll make a trade even if its not all good.
Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Verse Two:
I made the change from Lenny to Larry Brown
But he can't pick a starting line up, whats going down?
My boss is far from cheap, we sign contracts all day
Spend money, its the Isiah way
Jerome James makes me pissy
But I signed him so you can diss me
But if yall still had Scott Layden I'd bet yall miss me
I never thought it could happen, this GM'in stuff
I was used to drivin' my BM'in stuff
Now my boss play me close like butter played toast
Cuz I make trades with any team from East to West Coast
Contracts in ink
Sold out seats to watch the Knicks stink
Going to work without fear
Putting new trade ideas in James Dolan ears
Lots of trades, no parades, as I chill by the pool
How come Danny Ainge isnt considered a fool?
After all, he wasted his pick on a bum outta high school
Stereotypes of a black GM misunderstood
And it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Verse Three:
Stephon Marbury, Stevie Frances
When we had Clarence Weatherspoon I couldn't picture this
Salary Cap about 120 flat
No need to worry, James Dolan handles that
And my whole team is fallin
Celebratin' every day, no matter how we ballin’
Thinkin' back to the CBA
Now I sit in the offices makin' trades all day
Crackers love to hate of course
Faces get screwed when I get support from my boss
I used to fuss when the media dissed us
No defense no wonder why the playoffs missed us
Trading deadline was the best day
I trade my expiring contracts but the rest stay
Uh, damn right I like the job I have
And it's all...
(It's all good)
...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
