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Air Jordan XI
these J's I consider family
always kept me in the mix
Black,
Red,
Leather,
mom's copped them for me in 96'
when them dudes up the street was running game.
.38 & a compliment
but, mom's wasn't bout the nonsense
top shelve is where they were left
till these dudes gain some consciouses
98' was a good year
call it the great escape
Out the box they came
excited like I'm a ball player
(really I just talk a good game)
stepped on the court
them challenges came
shortly after, them chants caught renegade
told 'em " between these palms
I leave no escape
yo ankles going one way
body gone another way
naw the ground ain't Morgan Freeman
but, you might lean on him today"
"& after ya girl see me play
she'll prolly want a trade,
night cap above the rim she keep begging me to stay"
man!
that run home..
that chase
in my J's
on that day...
Its no wonder them eleven's my fave
