The Legend of Connie Hawkins

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The Legend of Connie Hawkins

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[Intro] It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream It's just a dream [Verse 1] Down on the courts in Bed Stuy A legend rose from the streets Just a poor kid with no use for what the others called gravity People came from all around to see young Connie Hawkins do his thing When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker Park Oh how the choir would sing [Pre-Chorus] Oh High flying kid Do you know what you just did? [Chorus] And it's just a dream love It's just a dream love What do you know Hey pa, I think I'm gonna make it I'm going away on a one way ticket And it's just a dream love It's just a dream love Steady you go Round hеre those are always sinking Folks will say, Conniе, what were you thinking? [Verse 2] He lead the team in High School, he never lost once two years in a row Got a scholarship to Iowa and knew that he had to go He sent a letter home, to his papa, said, "pap, I'm going to the NBA" But then out of nowhere his name got dropped into a scandal, always someone got to pay [Pre-Chorus] Oh High flying kid Do you know what you just did? [Chorus] And it's just a dream love It's just a dream love What do you know Hey pa, I think I'm gonna make it I'm going away on a one way ticket And it's just a dream love It's just a dream love Steady you go Round here those are always sinking Folks will say, Connie, what were you thinking? [Verse 3] So I got to, got to, got to get going now Pap, there's a detective here from the DA And he's telling me they'll lock me away If I don't say what he wants me to say So to all the kids on the back home lots I swear it isn't like they say The investigators pushed me around And then I was blackballed by the NBA That playground legend Who could dunk when he was eleven With super natural abilities Long before MJ, before the Doctor And his Dreams were stolen Stomped on and thrown in He never got his day in the sun And now here lies High Flying Hawkins The greatest player that never was So to all the kids on the back home lots I swear it isn't like they say Oh The investigators pushed me around And I was blackballed by the NBA His dreams were stolen Stomped on and thrown in He never got his day in the sun And now here lies High Flying Hawkins The greatest player there ever was

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Writers
  • Chad Urmston
  • Brad Corrigan