Red Black Green, Red Gold Green
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Dat's how we know we a fe we dream team
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[repeat]
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The other day
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A friend gave me a call
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He said that the dream team was playin basketball
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Was so excited
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That I hadda get a Witness
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The first time the NBA was in the 'lympics
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Players from the east
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players from the west
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And you can bet that they took the very best
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("Except they left Tim Hardaway at home"
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"Yeah that was hella fucked up!")
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But Anyway
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I tuned in because I was hella psyched
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To see Magic Johnson on the same team as Mike
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Gettin crazy
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Havin lots of fun
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Makin sure that they got the job done
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Fans were wavin the red white end blue
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It seemed strange to me
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was it strange to you?
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Brotha's on the street
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And everyone is scared a ya
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So how could ten Africans represent America?
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Bullshit
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It didn't mean a thing
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'Cause in the same year
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we saw Rodney King
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So I thought
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That I would put a team together
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A team that I have been waitin for forever
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Some a you
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May know what I mean
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But if you don't then
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Lemme introduce you to...
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MY DREAM TEAM!
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"SPEARHEAD IN THE AREA!"
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[Chorus]
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THIS IS MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM
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MY DREAM TEAM, MY DREAM TEAM
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Well Chuck D'sannouncin'
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Flava's doin' color
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Halftime enterntainment by Dre and Ed Lover
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Malcolm X is the coach he's drawin' up the strategy
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He's choppin up America's anatomy
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'cause they're the ones
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we're up against of course
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Are general manager is Chief Crazy Horse
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Huey Newton
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'cause he was extra hard
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He's the one
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who would be playin at the shootin' guard
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I dreamed Charles Barkley would be
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Played by Marcus Garvey
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He'd be throwin people off his back and makin
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Sure they never got a rebound rebound and
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He'd throw it to the outlet
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Nat Turner
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'cause he can turn the corner when
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He's out there
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He be flyin through the air
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throwin passes like
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He really doesn't care
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behind the back and in
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Between the legs
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He's handlin the rock
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as gently as an egg
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He's throwin it in
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to Angela Davis's neighborhood
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She's postin up down in the extra hard wood
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She grabs the pill
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and then she puts her shoulder down
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Get out the way
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'cause she's gonna throw down now
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Boom oh my god! I just can't believe it
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Get anotha backboard or bettah yet leave it.
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We always play for fun
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but we always play for keeps
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The game is over and the loser's gotta sweep.
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Up the glass
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that we busted in the ass
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Set the record straight
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about America's past
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THIS IS MY DREAM TEAM
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"SPEARHEAD IN THE AREA!"
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[Chorus]
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DREAM TEAM'S IN THE HOUSE
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DREAM TEAM'S IN THE HOUSE
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Well after doin that
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we be headin for the ceremony
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Hand on the heart
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is a bunch of baloney
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The spirit of
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the '68 olympics
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Black power people
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can I get a witness
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Fist in the air
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this is proper manners
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While Jimi Hendrix
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is fuckin' up the spangled banner
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Up into the sky
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Miles Davis blows a horn
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Look into the bleachers
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It's Bill Clinton sellin popcorn
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So now we jump! and we have a celebration!
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Shaquille 0'neal would provide the entertainment
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To some of you this is a far fetched scheme
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But to me... I'll tell you what it is...
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This is my Dream Team...
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"spearhead in the area"
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[Chorus]
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Yeah Sista Rosa Perks she gets the first seat
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On the bench!
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And Dr. King, webring him in in a pinch.
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Because I like to shoot hoops not brothas!
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Beceuse I like to shoot hoops not brothas!
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Because I like to shoot hoops not brothas!
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Because I like to shoot hoops not brothas!
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Dream Team
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Michael Franti & Spearhead |