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I am Blake Griffin, yes I am.
I’m on the Clippers, that’s my jam
We’re in the playoffs, on a run
The second quarter, almost done.
The Grizzlies coming on our back
But Bledsoe rebounds: back on track.
I put my hand up for the pass
He throws a bullet: pure and fast.
I catch the ball and look to score
And Evans blows by on the floor
I lob it over with my all
He hits his stride, and grabs the ball
Only one can take a stand
He reaches out with his white hands
Evans tries to take a shot
But of course, its fucking blocked.
*WHISTLE*
A foul! Oh yes, this is a treat
The bench is jumping from their seats
I look to Evans with my eyes
He sees my hand, and does realize
That I want his hand slapped on mine
And he accepts: a great hi-five.
*WHISTLE*
TECHNICAL FOUL?!
Fuck you Marc Davis, you are a quack,
Worse than Odom, who was on crack!
I see those hands create a T
And it all clicks: I HATE THIS LEAGUE!
FUCK THE REFS!
FUCK THE REFS!
FUCK THE REFS!