There lived a certain man in Houston long ago
Though he's born in a Nigerian city of Lagos
Most people looked at him as a redshirt star
Every Houston civvie always knows him by heart
He could reach for the skies like a shuttle, full of dreams and desire
And his "Dream Shake" was a footsie shuffle newbies would inspire

Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston's number one's the bomb
There is no nightmare that will stand in his way
Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston Rockets' number one
He was a legend since back in the days

He's tall like Ralph Samspon, his Twin Tower teammate
What had claimed to his fame was his red-rocket fate
At the time Michael Jordan played for Chicago Bulls
And Kevin Garnett's years with the Timberwolves
Cue a slam dunk, no German suplex
He also formed "Phi Slama Jama"
Every move that's quite worth a reflex
Fits for an uber-dreamer

Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston's number one's the bomb
He also aced soccer for his footwork
Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston Rockets' number one
Better than Dallas irregular Dirk

Before he drew his career to a close by joining the Toronto Raptors
He was on Dream Team 3 and won the 1996 Summer Olympics

"This man's just got to go!" declared his Raptor fiends
On the day he retired, ends justified the means
No doubt Olajuwon had lots of midday dreams
Though he was a brute, but he hardly makes a scene
Always being on top for eons
A hero that no one can blame
Move over John Stockton, he's beyond
The atmosphere that he reigned

Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston's number one's the bomb
He's seven feet of pyrotech glare
Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston Rockets' number one
Offending challengers have to despair

Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston's number one's the bomb
The center of attention is here
Hakeem Olajuwon, Houston Rockets' number one
No one to hate and no one to fear

Aw, those Rockets...