Air Hoodlum Lyrics - Greatest Misses - Public Enemy

Yo, Chuck, where you at, G? 

I think he went upstairs, y'know 

A very furious mixture of noise 

What Public Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls 

'Music's worst nightmare' 

{Hey, he's a good kid} 

Air Hoodlum 

Check the elevation 

Air Hoodlum 

Check the elevation 

{ Player, that can leap, with the best of them} 

Risin' up in the 'Velt, Strong Island, New York 

The hood, in case you did not know my base 

There was a ballplayer who had all the skills 

Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills 

Mick his first name, Mack the awesome game 

Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain 

Mick so quick, at six foot six 

Down to be picked by anyone but the Celtics 

Oh, what a handle could score from the floor 

With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him 

But what he did best, above all the rest was 

{A player that can leap, with the best of them 

{As a high school phenom, the Skywalker himself 

I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team} 

Grades nine an' ten, Mickey Mack was all that 

But in class, his ass sat way in the back 

How I know? 'Cause I know, I used to flow wit the bro 

He didn't mind I used to read him his own headline 

'Cause he could not read 'em, his school wouldn't need 'em 

If the lines wouldn'ta went like this 

Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick 

His stack was his stats but his D was still whack 

Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientle an' all 

Durin' class, he would dribble in the hall 

But never got in trouble in school, but the trouble was 

It was cool if your brain was just another bubble 

As long as he could score fiddy-two 

Get thirty-three rebounds, fuckin' around 

Teams lost to him, he went right through 'em 

Division, county, state, that's three, count 'em 

Championships for a small town bro 

That's bound to go pro 

{He gets free, turn on the jumper, good 

Streak of lightning when he breaks loose 

We all felt in our hearts we could win this ballgame 

They just required me to have the game that I did} 

{I'm just, that's all I, that's all I, that's all I can say 

That's all I can say, he hauled down fifteen rebounds 

And kept the ball away from everybody 

Then he had a triple double, a sensational player} 

SATs didn't matter 'cause he was all that 

You know, the pat on the back 

He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means 

It means revenue an' I'm tellin' you 

I saw cars an' Gs come to our school, please 

Approach hell with the principal, where's the coach? 

Went to college four years wit a scholarship 

An' won the championship 

But when it came to his life, he didn't care 

'Cause he took it to the air 

{Cross and a hook, he scores, he's fouled 

From the far corner, breaks West and here's the jumper, good 

There's the jumper, it's not gonna go, rebound batted back) 

The fall began when Mickey Mack fell 

Hell, ripped his knee, drafted last by personnel 

Oh, how he loved the game, it was fantastic 

Until he was cut an' couldn't stick 

Times got tighter an' tighter 

he had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a fighter 

School wouldn't give him the job that he needed 

Assistant to the assistant coach, they didn't need it 

Then he resorted to a stick up kid 

Ski-mask an' gat but this game he wasn't good at 

An' the drugs on the side 

Police ambushed his ride, another homicide 

He was over, ghost, y'know 

Hometown hero but now a zero 

To those hypocrites who ripped him blind 

For his skills without the will to develop his mind 

Forever in the news the community views him 

Only as Air Hoodlum 

{I don't understand it, the kid coulda been another Jordan}