Dark Star (rap group)
Hurt ’Em Bad
Ronnie Hudson And The Street People
Uncle Jamm’s Army & Egyptian Lover
Ice-T
OG Kid Frost
The Triple Threat Three
LA Dream Team
Egyptian Lover
Rodney O & Joe Cooley
This 1982 tune was the first rap to celebrate basketball, beating out Kurtis Blow’s “Basketball” by two years. It samples One Way’s then-hit song “Cutie Pie”
[Verse]
Well, check it out..
When I was young, I always wanted to play
Basketball for the N.B.A
To shoot the ball in the air, you see
On a two-point trajectory
Rebounds, free throws, and assists
You dunk like that, you dunk like this
To dribble the ball between my legs
To slam the pill all behind my head
The finger roll like the Dr. J
To come up with the three-point play
To help my team come from behind
By sinking two from the free-throw line
To skyhook like Abdul-Jabbar
To shoot from near, to shoot from far
To be the best in the world today
Hey, a superstar in the N.B.A
I said, shoot, swoop, loop-de-loop
To take Jack Sikma to the hoop
I said slam, pow, to hear the sounds
Of the swish of the nets from the turnaround
To give the game all that I got
To never miss a jump shot
To capitalize on their mistakes
To run-and-gun on the fast breaks
Like David Thompson, I want to jump
I want to break the glass just like a Doctor dunk
I want to shoot just like the Ice Man
I want to win the games, I want to shock the fans
I want to drive the lane like Larry Bird
Hurt Em' Bad will be a famous word
Because shoot, swoop, loop-de-loop
To take Robert Parish straight to the hoop
I said slam, pow, to hear the sounds
Of the swish of the nets from the turnaround
To give the game all that I got
To never miss a jump shot
To capitalize on their mistakes
To run-and-gun on the fast breaks
Like Magic Johnson, I'd slam the ball
And pack the Forum from wall to wall
I'd pass the ball so unique
I'd gun 'em down like Pistol Pete
Like McAdoo, you known I'm gonna
Be good for two from any corner
I said, shoot, swoop, loop-de-loop
To take Artis Gilmore to the hoop
I said slam, pow, to hear the sounds
Of the swish of the nets from the turnaround
To give the game all that I got
To never miss a jump shot
To capitalize on their mistakes
To run-and-gun on the fast breaks
Like Bill Walton, I do the job
A one-hand slam when you throw the lob
I'd set the picks, make the screens
I'd be the captain of the team
I'd take my team on a trip
To the national championship
Because shoot, swoop, loop-de-loop
To take Caldwell Jones to the hoop
I said slam, pow, to hear the sounds
Of the swish of the nets from the turnaround
To give the game all that I got
To never miss a jump shot
To capitalize on their mistakes
To run-and-gun on the fast breaks
Like Bill Russell, Jerry West
In the N.B.A., I'd be the best
Like Wilt the Stilt blocking shots
My shooting eye would be so hot
Like Norm Nixon, you'd hear them say
That nothing could stop my fadeaway
I said, shoot, swoop, loop-de-loop
To take Darryl Dawkins to the hoop
I said slam, pow, to hear the sounds
Of the swish of the nets from the turnaround
To give the game all that I got
To never miss a jump shot
To capitalize on their mistakes
To run-and-gun on the fast breaks
C'mon, everybody give it what you got
Get out your seats and let's take a shot
First you take the ball, then you bend your knees
All of you guys and you young ladies
Now you fake your head from side to side
Now flick your wrist and let it fly
Woah - two!
Now you're the best in the world today
You're a superstar in the N.B.A
Because shoot, swoop, loop-de-loop
You took The Pearl straight to the hoop
I said slam, pow, you heard the sound
Of the swish of the nets from your turnaround
You gave the game all that you had
And now you're a star with Hurt 'Em Bad
Woah - two!