Yo, I'm Kendrick Perkins

And I'm Al Jefferson

We're here to say: no layups, baby
Not in my house
We're the young enforcers
You wanna come in the paint? (Nah)
You want me to post up? (Say it, Kendrick)

I'm six-ten - I could bench press your house
I'm two-eighty - I could eat your mortgage
I'm Kendrick Perkins, I'm your defensive nightmare
Yo, put me on, Doc, I'm ready to get mine
I got time...

No layups
No easy baskets
No layups
None that I can't foul

What up? Big up, Kendrick
I'm Al Jefferson, from Mississippi
I'm a Celtic, I'm the future, and I'm here

Yo, I'm from high school, Mississippi old school
Power forward, sucka, said the future's here
Offensive finesse, push shot and hook shot
Rebounding with my hands around the world
I'm invincible - call me for that foul
I don't care, I'm unstoppable
Nineteen and five and eighteen with five fouls against Shaquille
You a diesel? I'm a hydroplane
And you stuck in the everglades
Stinkin' up a swamp with your stomach virus
Step off, sucka, you can't try this

We're the future, the young enforcers, and we're here...

No layups
No easy baskets
No layups
None that I can't foul


Lyrics submitted by embassyrow

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