Grown Man vs. Dirt Kids Songtext
von Froggy Fresh

Little kids wanna get up on the court
Play at your own risk
And if you′re gonna dribble like this
Then you're gonna get ripped
Boutta hit ′em with that ether
Talkin' 'bout how I ain′t got no girl, so what?
You ain′t got no girlfriend neither!
Where she at, I don't see her!
I′mma tear you apart
Now you're in a pool of sharks
Remember when I used to go up to the park
Sittin′ on the sideline 'til after dark
They wouldn′t let me play But that's okay
'Cause now I′m on the court all day
Get to have it my way
I′mma make all you li'l kids pay!
Thinkin′ that because you're just some little kids
That I′m gonna go soft?
Wrong
You bring it up in my crib
You gon' get that ball tossed
Why don′t you kids quit playin' so much dang video games?
Oh, you play NBA 2k?
Well, guess what?
Now you in the streets and it ain't the same! What?


′Cause my jumper′s insane
Now watch me make it rain
When I step in the lane
You know I'm ′bout to bang
These kids can't hang
Because I put in work
On the court ′til it hurt
These kids comin' in last
And I′m comin' in first
'Cause these kids dirt
′Cause my jumper′s insane
Now watch me make it rain
When I step in the lane
You know I'm ′bout to bang
These kids can't hang
Because I put in work
On the court ′til it hurt
These kids comin' in last
And I′m comin' in first
'Cause these kids dirt

Get up
You ain′t hurt, you ain′t hurt at all
Yeah, I seen you fall
"Wah"
Come on punk, check ball
You're just tryna stall
Go and get your mom, I don′t care
Punk, go and get your dad
Go and bring 'em on the court
I′mma dunk on them and laugh (Ha ha!)
Yo, is that your dad?
Oh, sir, it's nice to meet you
Earlier, I was runnin′ around runnin' my mouth
Talkin' ′bout how I was gonna beat you
I was playing
I didn′t mean what I was saying
You know how it is mayne
You just get caught up in the game
Yes, I'm very sorry sir, here, you can have my chain
Let′s squash this beef
We don't gotta do this in these streets
These little kids, they don′t need to see this
Come on, dear sir, please?
Here, meet my friend Mike
He's somebody you would like
There′s no reason we should fight
I'll live my life, you live your life
Let me run into the house
I got another chain that you can have
Oh, and little man, I'm sorry
I didn′t know that was your dad
He just stood there talkin′ to Mike
He ain't got no idea I′m 'boutta take flight
Dude try to punk me
Punk′s playin' with his life, right?
Not on my court, chump
I left the ground went up, up, up
Flew through the air like a bird came down on his
Back with a mean slam dunk
Knocked him over on his rump
He hit the ground like "thump"
"Now before you take your little sissy kids home
Give my chain back, punk!
What?"

′Cause my jumper's insane
Now watch me make it rain
When I step in the lane
You know I'm ′bout to bang
These kids can′t hang
Because I put in work
On the court 'til it hurt
These kids comin′ in last
And I'm comin′ in first
'Cause these kids dirt
′Cause my jumper's insane
Now watch me make it rain
When I step in the lane
You know I'm ′bout to bang
These kids can′t hang
Because I put in work
On the court 'til it hurt
These kids comin′ in last
And I'm comin′ in first
'Cause these kids dirt