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FAITH "AS I GIVE I GET " MAN DO WHAT THEY WANT SUCKAS DO WHAT THEY CAN "YOU DONT WORK YOU DONT EAT.....YOU DONT GRIND YOU DONT SHINE" PRAY FOR MEWhat do I love? Can you hear it? What is it? Walk into a gym not only can you hear it you can feel it. Listen. Do you hear thebeat? It`s the rhythm of the game. What game? The only game. Listen. I can hear it in my sleep. The gentle rhythm of the ball bouncing, the shoes squeaking. The movement of five guys as one. See it. Feel it. Listen to it. Every time someone new laces up a pair of new shoes to pick up that ball, that musical instrument, for the first time they don`t know what they hold. Then watch them take a dribble. Now they take two. You can see it in their eyes, where the game had been, where the game is going. They walk out to that hoop they look, no longer are they themselves. They become transformed. On that court is a whole different world. They are no longer on that court. They are somewhere that they could only fantasize about in there minds. They are now making it a reality. Maybe they are Jordan making that last second shot. Maybe they just won a championship. Maybe they are accepting the gold medal. Wherever they are, they feel it. After they leave that court they are no longer the same, changed forever. They see what I see. They hear what I hear. They feel what I feel. That is what I love. The rhythm of game.