These are the first pair of exclusive sneakers I ever bought on ebay.  The Nike SB Ferris Bueller High Top Dunks.  Inspired by the leopard pattern sweater Ferris wears throughout the movie.  They’re so fresh.  I only wear them like once a week, and I keep them in the box, which is something I’ve never done.  I’m far from your traditional “sneakerhead”.  I’ve always been one of those dudes who wears the same kicks every day until they’re all scuffed up.  Not these though.  I love them so much I wrote a song about them.  

When I was done with my verses, the lyrics had a real old school flow to them, and they matched up perfectly with my clever idea to use the Run-DMC “My Adidas” beat as the instrumental track.  I also flipped the classic Nas line from THE WORLD IS YOURS remix “…and the Nikes on my feet keep my cipher complete” and added it to my playful chorus.  And since the song had that superfresh 80’s vibe, I even added a little Slick Rick interpolation at the end.  Oh, and of course the famous Ben Stein monotone “Bueller, Bueller, Bueller”.

Check it out…

Stan Ipcus- My Ferris Buellers

 

Here’s the lyrics…

 

“oh ipcus those nike sb ferris buellers are sick!”

“bueller, bueller, bueller”

 

1st verse

this song is dedicated to my brand new dunks

i copped ’em on ebay for less than a buck/

three days later they got dropped off the truck

when i slid ’em on the kid they looked fly as fuck/

took the leopard laces off had to opt for the white

but the leopard on the inside it looks so tight/

and the colors match my dutch so i’m feeling so right

word to mother i’m a smash me a model tonight/

now all the girlies love ip for the way that i spit

and all the fellas show me love when they see the fresh kicks/

got my dirty jax shirt and a date with big tits

and she plays for both teams man ain’t that a bitch/

i’m up in the vip with a bottle of something

rolling l after l with some new shit pumping/

thought i’d step to the porch to go blow me a boge

when this bad bitch was like “what kind of kicks is those?”/

 

chorus

my ferris buellers my ferris buellers

my ferris buellers my ferris buellers/

my ferris buellers my sb ferris beullers

the nike’s on my feet keep my cipher complete/

repeat once

 

“bueller, bueller, bueller”

 

2nd verse

they call ’em ferris beullers cuz they match that dudes sweater

yeah the movie from the 80’s baby get it together/

got the ill earthy colors and the egg shell leather

and of course on the tongue they got a little bit of leopard/

the high top westchester boy stan ippy

at the gansevort sporting that shit so crispy/

got a crew half thugged out and half of ’em hippie

so we mix in the purple with the california crippie/

when ip’s on the mic i can rock all night

i’m so nice that ya wife is gonna want me to pipe/

but i got my own chicks so no worries aiight

just enjoy the way i spit and admire the nikes/

i don’t need an instrumental when i’m out on the block

i got my dog max b with the ill beat box/

i’m just a fly white boy with that real hip hop

and a pair of ferris beuller’s that’ll knock you out ya socks/

 

knock ’em out the box ip knock ’em out ip

knock ’em out the box ip knock ’em out ip/

knock ’em out the box knock knock ’em out the box

knock knock ’em out the box ip knock ’em out ip/

 

chorus

 

“umm, he’s sick.”