We all express our grief for the 2009/10 Washington Wizards in different ways. Some of us talk it out. Others write about it. Others, like my man Matt Moore of Hardwood Paroxysm, write about it and encourage others to write about it.
For Bullets Forever user ThaCaronic, expression of grief comes differently. ThaCaronic writes rap songs in his spare time, and last night's loss to Oklahoma City prompted him to write one about this year's Wizards. He entitled it "Blow it Up," a fitting title for this team.
Listen to the rap song here. Lyrics are below the jump. Thanks again to ThaCaronic for sharing.
"Blow it Up" rap song
Verse1
Got a question for mah man Flip Saunders
Why ya boys yellah like a baby with jaundice?
Heartache after heartache
Night after night
When you a Wiz fan
That’s your plight
Got no fight in the tank
A Bunch of knuckleheads
Gils packin’ heat
Someone call the feds
Wheres the gentleman?
Paddin’ his stats?
Fighting Brenda for boards man’s tryna make stacks
Of cheddar on that free agent market
Ready for the new year, ready to Dick Clark it
The ball drop in DC, just not in the basket
Who stole Caron’s game I gotta unmask ‘em
Poundin’ the rock, Gil holds it hostage
Close it out like Boykins DCs Brad Lidge
Big 3 2nd rate set up men
At least now we got HD on CSN
Hook
Blow it up
Should we blow it up
Blow it up
Should we blow it up
Yo Bullets Forever I gotta holla
Trade ‘em all to Cleveland for 50 cents on a dolla
X2
Verse 2
Yo 7 day Dray the season is 82
Games long those braces overdue
NY, ya rock a tight fade
But why every J gotta be a fade away
Get on the glass with Wookie and Taser
Miller looks like Jesus but he ain’t the savior
Ernie and Flip, figure it out fast
Before the trade deadlines passed
Bill Simmons wants the GM job in the LA
How bout Prada or Truth In Chocolate Citay?
Here’s my Phil-osophy 45
Stop shooting Jumpers, remember how to drive
Take it back to the days of NBA Live
When the swagger rode high and we talked hella jive
Hook
Verse 3
RIP Abe don’t turn in your grave
Visiting teams let us pave the way
We can blow tight games or you can blow us out
We got vets in the locker room who hold all the clout
Drought, like Agent Zero at the foul line
Hey Antawn ever dropped a dime
Selfish play seems to earn big minutes
Neck tats and ducktales are just ridiculous
D-Steve, why aren’t ya inactive?
Your jump shot is so unattractive
Like the King through the lane - Crab Dribble
We need role players like Joel Pryzbilla
Chillin in the palace with Eddie Tapscott
Just waitin for Hibachi to take quality shots
Don’t give up on the boy like Rook
Just time to turn another page in the book