Alex Jordahl - Michael Jordan [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
You know why I respect you Michael? Because you always prove them wrong
When the said you couldn't play defense; you won defensive player of the year
When they said you were a ball hog; you became Chicago's all time assist leader
When they said you couldn't win a championship; you gave them six
Then they said there will never be anyone better than you, ever
But with all due respect they are about to be proved wrong again

[Hook: Alex Jordahl]
Light it up and let them paper planes fly, now the crowd all eyes
When I walk into the room, I am the one that they admire
But these hater motherfuckers gonna despise
Light it up and let them paper planes fly, now the crowd all eyes
When I walk into the room, I am the one that they admire
But these hater motherfuckers gonna despise

[Verse 1: Alex Jordahl]
Turn me up, instead they turn me down
Started local and my buzz is really growing now
I've been working, mixtape after mixtape
Kept em all locked behind my bars like inmates, yeah
Shit I am trying to build a legacy
Couple of people hating but that is probably because of jealousy
Riding through the city middle finger to my enemies
Top off on a coupe, something like Kennedy
Yeah I got them roof top visions, from the bottom to the top
Man its such a transition, happened overnight
Now my clothing all overpriced
Left a couple fakes out of my circle, now I know its right
Yeah, I put my all into my music went from wearing Joey's hand me downs to everything exclusive
Man I ain't saying that to stunt, I worked til I go it
To my team we gotta get it, I ain't got no other options, come on

[Hook]

Started with the zeroes, tryna make
Now-a-days you will find me doing shows with my heroes
I ain't want to brag, but I shitted on my doubters
Now I go connections so they treat me like a router
But I cut em off, swear their friendship doesn't sound right
They hungry for my thoughts so I blessed them with a sound bite
Picking up the finest girls because every night is prom night
Their man looking sour because they see me in the lime light
Yeah, because they see me in the lime light
I ain't tripping, I am just waiting till my time's right
I count the seconds, people told time was money
And all my enemies transform to my buddies but its nothing
Man I see right through their fake shit
My town got my back I am spreading all around the nation
Hard to keep your patience when you busy chasing payments
And I ain't gonna stop til my top and me is adjacent

[Hook]

[Outro : Neil Funk]
Michael against Russell, 12 seconds...11...10
Jordan, Jordan, a drive, hangs...fires...SCORES! HE SCORES!
The Bulls lead 87-86 with five and two-tenths left, and now they're one stop away!
Oh my goodness...oh, my goodness!