I SHIT YOU NOThttp://sports.yahoo.com/nba/blog/ball_dont_lie/post/The-10-man-rotation-starring-J-J-Redick-s-rap-;_ylt=AkdAQwaUXFLk3Uu5HTsLXfa8vLYF?urn=nba,198356
10/27/2009 7:13:58 PM
The following is a selection of poems written by Duke guard J.J. Redick which he selected for publication on SI.com.July 7, 2004ADVERTISEMENTAs I decide to fulfill my life's strategyThe devil insists on trying to battle meI meet him in an empty field on the high plainsHe throws temptations my way to inflict internal painLife and death matters, this ain't no gameIt's mind over matter, the power of my brainHe thinks I'll give in if my muscles start to strainHe believes I'll submit to the evil of society's frameAnd benefit from notoriety's gainHe says I don't have to properly trainand that he'll give me all the fameand everyone will know my nameBut I think he's insane'Cause I know the truth- to gain is to giveTo have pain is to liveSo I call on my heavenly Father's nameAnd slowly watch the thunder and rain subsideI'm finally able to push the temptations asideI went blow for blow, I went face to faceNow the devil knows, I'm able to escapeNot by a back door or an alternate routeI saw the middle high ground and I ran right throughJuly 15, 2004No bandage can cover my scarsIt's hard living a life behind invisible barsSearching for the face of GodI'm only inspired by the poems of NasBecause the truth has carved my life's patternsThe reality of pain, and the joy of laughterMy hopes and dreams shatteredby the miscalculation of my own situationIt's difficult to keep my nerves patientFacing the forecast of fearsthat none of my peers have ever been faced withI wanna reach the top floor, but I'm stuck in the basementWith not enough juice to burst throughthe chains that have shackled my brainIt seems my dreams have carried me to a separate peaceapart from realitySociety is allowing me to grow into the man I'm destined to becomeBut how can I move when my entire skeleton is numb?Numb from the obstacles that I've been givenSuddenly the bars connect to wallsand I find myself contained inside life's prisonSeptember 5, 2004My life story is read in poetic stagesI was once weak-minded, now I'm courageousThe cause and effect of a thousand actionsThe mathematical breakdown of micro-fractionsIt's difficult to fathom the coming of the raptureWhat if I awoke in an empty pasture?Suddenly every ounce of passion had been depletedAnd all my determination had been defeatedThe rain pours, my tears fallThe pain subsides, I stand in aweA lightning bolt strikes, I feel a sudden energyThunder clouds approach, I can't run from destinyA tornado tears me down, but I will stand againMy life is a hurricane, but I'll weather it to the endOctober 2, 2004Ten minutes pass without a noticeNine times in my life I've felt hopelessEight friends I've lost on purposeSeven broken bones my skeleton felt were worthlessSix days of work, but only one day of worshipFive ways I feel pain, but that's only on the surfaceFour corners of the earth, all touched by God's churchesThree sisters have influenced my poetic versesTwo years that I completely lost focusOne brother for which I wrote thisTen minutes pass without a noticeNovember 10, 2004I can't see what my future has in storebut I move forth with the strength of a condorThe courage of a warriorThe commitment of an American soldierDespite this weight on my shouldermy inner forces circulate to forma nucleus of an unbreakable bondThese words describe the soundtrack to my life's songMy mind and body united like the Colors of BennetonMy destiny isn't told by the creases of my palmA sharp thorn once cut my soulThe blood flowedBut no bandage would cover the woundI couldn't help but stare at the distant moonWaiting for a resolution to come at an instant soonI asked the Lord, "What am I to do?"He said, "Son, I made the sky blueThe rain falls because of meLeaves change colors on a fall treeI was the inspiration to Martin Luther KingI'm the reason Ray Charles could singI've changed others through and throughAnd my son, I'll do the same to you"
10/27/2009 7:20:51 PM
his group names are hilarious.
10/27/2009 7:39:52 PM
Street cred:at least more street cred than that Charles Bronson dude:[Edited on October 27, 2009 at 9:23 PM. Reason : -]
10/27/2009 9:22:19 PM
10/27/2009 9:50:39 PM
whoa
10/27/2009 11:15:59 PM
Phillip Rivers, Torrie Holt and Mario Wilims are putting out an album too!
10/27/2009 11:33:45 PM
I think it would suffice. He was a talented poetry writer in his days at Duke University.
10/27/2009 11:47:27 PM
10/28/2009 1:46:09 AM
^check out the thread title
10/28/2009 2:22:14 AM
ahh. i see then. well played sir
10/28/2009 3:17:45 AM
10/28/2009 3:32:04 AM
10/28/2009 8:38:52 AM
damn. i did throw an extra D in there.
10/28/2009 8:54:35 AM