Lyrics for "Prime Time Players" by Mission Man

Down by 4, with 10 seconds to go
I make a 3 and call a T.O.
Down by 1 with 8 seconds left
I exhale then take a deep breath
Here comes the inbounds pass
I've gotta do something and I've gotta do it fast
I steal the ball
Dribble it in and watch the shot fall
That's right y'all
Up by 1
3 seconds of D and the game is done
Timeout's taken by the opponent
This game's got all the components
of a classic
Will it be tragic or will I have it
Will I be a prime time player
Prime time player

Prime time players are all about winning
Prime time players are always out grinning
Prime time players know victory is theirs
Prime time players make the odds unfair
You have to be quick and exciting
Make your moves faster than lightning
You've gotta have quick hands
Rebound with a slam
Let the world know you're the man
Make them pull out the cams
And replay the jams
And understand
That you're in demand
Because you've got the plan
People told you it was impossible
Now you're unstoppable
How did you get there
Because you cared
2 hours a day in the gym
2 more hours shooting around the rim
Working on your dribble drills
And other skills
Your heart and will
Are the only things stronger than your game
Be more famous than your name
People no longer claim
That you're lame
It's a shame
Now they try to get into your pockets
But you ignore them and rock it
You just take the shot and pop it
Because they can't stop it
Your opponents fall to the floor
Because they can't take any more
You start to explore
New ways of winning
New ways of grinning
You start spinning
And their knees get weak
They tried to speak
But were silenced by your moves
Now you feel you've got nothing to prove
But there's an up and coming star
wanting to show you how great they are
That man is me
Oh can't you see
That's time to flee
Because I'm too quick to see

Prime time players are all about winning
Prime time players are always out grinning
Prime time players know victory is theirs
Prime time players make the odds unfair

Here we are, face to face
In the place
Of this great exhibition
Leave your inhibitions
At the door
There better not be any on the floor
It's all about the score
I'm gonna soar
Right above you
Because I think nothing of you
It's time for you to bring it
Time for you to swing it
You've got the trash and you sling it
But I throw it back in your face
There's no time to waste
Time to give you a taste
Of humiliation
Playing against me is no vacation
I'm your worst enemy
Can't you see
I'm basically the devil up in your grill
Challenging your skills
And making you swallow the pills
It's time for tip-off
You start off soft
So I'm up 28-10 after 1
Oh I'm sorry did I ruin your fun
I get cocky and you make a run
So it's tied at 50 at half time
Now you're half mine
You build the lead to 9
To start the 4th
There's a full blown battle going on this court
You build the lead to 15
Now it's time for the final scene
I'm up by 1
3 seconds of D and the game is done
You take a timeout to collect yourself

You took a timeout and collected yourself
The inbounds pass was quicker than stealth
There's no crowd to see you play
But on this day
You make your way
In for a layup
And it stays up
On the side of the rim
And the clock runs out, and you shout, as the ball falls in
And you win!

Prime time players are all about winning
Prime time players are always out grinning
Prime time players know victory is theirs
Prime time players make the odds unfair