Give me all of this, all the time. You can have your half court threes, your step back threes, your dunks and alley-oops.
Give me a dude going in between his legs on a drive so smooth, so quick that you have to rewind and watch ten times just to see what the hell he actually did. Never breaks stride, never hesitates for a millisecond. Just as casual as strolling down the street then right into a fade away jumper.
Inject this into my veins, Basketball Heroin. I wanna OD on this in the corner of an abandoned flop house surrounded by junkies.