Dikembe

Dikembe!

We're taking it back to the ball

The harder they ball, the harder they fall

So one of the Archies lost the battle

So I spend forces now you fall

African attire soon I come up in my pimp

Bogota, let me translate, you can't **** with us

Shout out Kenan, shout of the shout, shout out the Necca

Shout out Balloogi your rappers sit in aqua

You coming against the future dude

With future I salute you

As I'm waving the future at you

No no no no no Dikembe!

Father forgive these sinners

They know not that they finished

We represent the realness

So y'all can keep the gimmicks

Check us a minute again it started

Now it's autopilot

West African flow

She forced to close your eyelids

And imagine a run non stop

Mount Rushmore

Dead presidents to run my tongue

Sharper than the guillotine

A bunch of stay slicing

Event guard your ears Mike Tyson

Spitting at these lames

Watch them touch down in Africa

Get snatched for the canes

You bought your bootlegs

Then return it to the store

I can't get you DVDs

Where's the player to the soldiers?

Meanwhile I'm in Morocco

Pin another classic for the masses

...get you glasses

So how of a clever

You plan an attack

You better react

We're spiting them back

We're waving them finger at you

No no no Dikembe!

Player!

I'm gonna have to call you name up

You all up in the game