BASN PRESENTS DAN GILBERT WEEK, PART III – THE REAL CAVALIER STORY

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Updated: June 28, 2016
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BASN PRESENTS DAN GILBERT WEEK, PART III

THE REAL CAVALIER STORY

By Michael – Louis Ingram, Editor – in – Chief

BASN

 

(Editor’s Note: This piece was previously run on BASN during the time of the so-called ‘decision’ – where Mr. James rightfully and legally took his talents elsewhere; only to be vilified by his former asshole owner in spite of his efforts to do charitable works for the children of the Akron/Cleveland area)

 

 

NEW YORK (BASN) — Okay, kiddies — time to tuck you in…
(With Apologies to the great Slick Rick and “Children’s Story” I humbly present “Cavalier Story.”)

Herrrreeeeeee we go…

 

 

Once upon a time not long ago,

When people had jobs and cash to blow

When teams would win and strive for good

And Mediocre’s livin’ in a crosstown ‘hood;

Strong Akron Black man born n bred

Who summoned up his courage as he spoke and said-

 

“Me Wade & Chris are gonna make some cash And make South Beach our l’il place to crash”

 

They signed the page, Miami was appeased

But back up in Ohio they were very displeased;

And all the mothas & the brothas & the sistas and the others

Screamed about LeBron like they all were jilted lovers;

 

 

The Cavs threw a fit, the fans in a panic!

And their redneck owner was far from ecstatic…

Said he paid him good and put him on the map

But Brother Man knew that all that noise was crap;

The King pulled out pulled a mic and said, “My decision

Will be announced with time and precision.”

 

The owner then rants and starts to figure, I’ve been outfoxed by this uppity Nigga!

So he blows up and screams around the house Writes a fucked-up letter and sends it to The Mouse-

 

ESPN then shills like a sucka Jabs at LeBron like a lowlife muthafucka;

Bent on damage their expectations, All trash like the rats in the subway stations,

Dan Gilbert shouted as he made a point

Dumb muthafucka shoulda puffed on a joint;

 

Put down a black man, swore he shamed him

Then the mainstream media tried to re-name him

Dan runs Fifth Av to the 19th Floor Opens the door there, guess who he saw?

Dave the Dope Fiend shootin’ dope!

 

 

Who don’t know the meaning of function nor cope, He said, “I need backup, Cuban’s on air!”

The dope fiend said, “You’ve got quite a pair!”

He went outside but there were mics all over,

Dipped back stairs to a black Range Rover; Raced thru the ‘hood doing 63

 

 

Harlem & Columbia University;

Escaped alive though his nerves were shattered,

 

Tryin’ to play like LeBron didn’t matter,

Ran out of retorts and still had static,

 

Stern says “grab the wallet – the fine is automatic. ”

 

Pointed at his crotch and said the gun was full o’ lead,

Then told the Mouse, “Oh shit – my future is dead.”

 

Deep in his heart, Dan felt he was right

So he kept up the bullshit because he was white;

 

Jesse’s sounded Gilbert’s astounded

Before long his ass was surrounded,

The Batchelor Pad dissects the story

And this is how you restore a young man’s glory…

Seventeen forty one for a Fathead is the sum

 

The League took the cash $100,000 big ones

These words I speak are truer than true;

Handle your biz or ya biz gets you…

Be your own boss and kiss my Black Ass!

 

Good night…

(Shout outs to the D-Mob and J-5 in Cali, Nikki, Lia, Rainy, The Elf & Dylan – Canada in da house; Debbie and NYC in full effect!)

 

always outnumbered…never outgunned.

 

Copyright (c) 2012 Michael – Louis Ingram all rights reserved.

 

 

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