When Michael's got the basketball
It's Michael's house from wall to wall
You hear that name, it's a different game
When it's Michael Jordan's ball
When it's Michael's ball you're dead, you're through
'Cause Michael takes the game to you
He's in your face, you lost the race
It's Michael Jordan's ball
The fake, the spin
The drive and then he's in the paint
The pump, the jump and he's up in the air
Like a goddamn saint
When Michael bolts and he penetrates
You feel the volts he generates
He's slick as soap, he's king, he's Pope
He's Michael Friggin' Jordan
You fake, you spin, you drive
And then you're in the paint
You pump, you jump and you're up there
You're up there, you're up there
And you're through the roof
And you're in the zone
Two hundred proof testosterone
You're bad, you're hot, you're almost God
You're Michael Jordan
Say it!
I'm Michael
I'm Michael
I'm Michael
I'm Michael
I'm Michael
I'm Michael
I'm Michael
Michael Jordan
Let's get ready to rumble
