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[Verse One: Shaquille O'Neal]
You can't stop it, block it, when I drop it, Anytime I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic, You ain't even fit to step in Shaq's arena, I look into your mind and I see your shook demeanor, In your eyes, why are you suprised, No matter how you try, I'm fly as eliquie, The new edition, is this the end of your last night, In the day time you couldn't see me with a flashlight, I crash flights on sights of my enemies, I'm comin through, and then I bomb your whole vicinity, Why they actin fakin jacks, you're not a friend of me, I peeped your card, you're not as hard as you pretend to be, Who wanna spark it, with the chocolate macademian, Hand clean to the cranium, You know the name, Shaq aim to maintain, Money on the brain, can't stop the reign [Chours:] You can't stop the reign, When it starts to fall, There's no one else to blame, You can't unlock that door, [Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.] It's knee-deep with killers, about million-dollar figures, Blessin' - that act legends, and vigers, Cream lizards, cream coochies, I do my duty As long as they fly as me, and high as me, Success of my circle, try to break it, I'll hurt you, Ain't no gettin out that, I doubt that, We want the exotic, erotic ladies, Not them toxic ladies, that burn I lot, I learned alot, from chunkies to ruffians, From being tied up by Columbians, cause 80 grams was missin, Listen, had to change my position, From wanting to be large to head - in charge, My garage, call it Selo, 4-5's and 6's, honeys by the mixes, If it ain't broke don't fix it, Smoke out with Leo, Biggie Tarantino, Size like a sumo, franc wad numero uno, [Chours] [Verse Three] [Shaquille O'Neal] 7-0, towerin inferno, Invincible smooth individual, Who wanna test it, forgein or domestic, No matter where you're from, I'm not the one you wanna mess wit', Original with this style, livin lavish, Private jets to let my shorty shop in Paris, I'm not the average, I'm far from the norm, It's Daddy Long, keepin' it warm, hitting them strong, [Notorious B.I.G.:] A lime to a lemon, my D.C. women, Bringin in to G-minumums to condos with elevators in them, Vehicles with telivision's in them, Watch they entoruage turn your's to just mirages, Disaperin acts, strictly nines and macs, Killers be sureal, Copperfeild material, My dreams is vivid, work hard to live it, Any place I visit I got land there, How can players stand there and say I sound like them, Hello, Push wigs and back and push six coup's that's yellow, Bust clips to expand some hand to elbow, Spray up your days in, any teller you win, Crack ?? to ?? is how I may be drivin, ??? of street sweepers beside the beamer wagon, I rely on Bigs status, surely down if I die, Put that on my diamond bezil, You're messin with the Devil, Why, [Chorus] |
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Intro: Shaq
yo yo this jam right here dedicated to all the little bad knuckleheads runnin' around gettin' in trouble just follow your dreams and you'll be aight Chorus: Peter Gunz yo it was all a dream deprising and uprising my schemes but suprising realzing that yo it was all a dream I kept my head above the water for cream but now I'm turnin' all heads when I step on the scene (yesterday it was just a dream never thought this could ever happen to me) it was all a dream (how a change came around in my life) Verse 1: Shaq I went back and forth from ??? to chilltown JC at first it's just me and mommy then Phil came along, he bought a basketball go to the park get your game on Shaq but have your butt back by dark I was acting like the doc, my game was the joint dribbilin' between my legs like Norm Nixon at the point materalism kept them other kids biz'm while I was selling my game they was sellin' izm words by Phil be a leader not a follwa don't let the masses of technolgy swallow ya la-d da-d we all likes to party I'm followin' my dreams I'm gonna be somebody Chorus Verse 2: Shaq now check it, commodores was my favorite joint til I heard Planet Rock on the bop, that jam's on point I used to rhyme in the mirrior, like I was down with UTFO Doug E. Fresh singin' a show for a big kid I had crazy rythem size 13 suede crews with thick shoe strings in 'em I was the baddest popa, baddest rhyme dropper bustin' more mills than Superman to helicopters I had the name buckle kids used to jock Public Enemy came out, I had the clock my favorite jam was by Big Daddy ain't no half steppa my mic sounds nice check 1-2 by Salt N' Pepa Heavy D, Rakim, Eric B, Ricky D Scott LaRock and BDP I never knew 'em but I used to look up to 'em battles in the park in the dark I ran through 'em Chorus Verse 3: Shaq somebody wake me up this can't be real lookin' in the paper, Shaq's about to make a hundred mil somebody smack me, it's gotta be fake 20,000 square foot crib on the back of a lake five movie deal with Disney damn I'm getting busy like Dizzy Calepsi 20 mil check from Pepsi let's see, red benz and black porsche ??? room suburban with roof-top hole and of course boat with my name on the side so I can ride on the water with my wife and my baby daughter I oughta write a book so y'all can see how easy it is to be who the hell you wanna be this is a message from Shaq, react bring it on back follow your dreams and it's like that Outro: Shaq yeah, yeah Ken Dawg, rock rock on yeah, Peter Gunz, rock rock on yeah, Lord Tariq, rock rock on my man Hassan, rock rock on to my dawg K Mitchell, rock rock on to my man Frank E, rock rock on homegirl Nyre, rock rock on to my little baby, rock rock on to all my homey lovers, rock rock on and to my favorite mother, rock rock on and to my damn daddy, rock rock on and to my golf caddy, rock rock on to my man Fred LaGwynn, rock rock on to all my enemies, rock rock on I'm following my dreams, rock rock on to all the little children, rock rock on rock on rock on |
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[Shaq]
beleive it or not, I love all playa hatas (bring it) ha ha ha ha cause ain't no love lost here baby say what you gotta say [Tariq] people know me on these streets playa I ain't new lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money surpise what I do is already legalized analyze what I toss across there ain't no love lost [Shaq] exuberant, change, cross, exilhurated flomboyant, but boncey on beat breaks, I'm animated now it's been stated, I'm lyrically enthusiastic I'm dope like all east coast CDs wrapped through plastic what's the meaning of life, y'all should know in my lifetime I need a whole lotta dough, bro no need to get zealous, you jealous, say you jealous I spike on that --- like Monica Seles I split a divine rhyme, exsquisite like some elegant wine here's a toast, the world is mine I promise I'm a keep it punk I represent the real hip-hop, I ain't no freakin' country bumpkin hooparistic, freakaristic, poetic frenzy with conception I got more flavor than a mystic fringe benfit-ic, urging y'all to get wit it style postulates, now pause while you gets splitted I'm not just taco, I'm the whole enchilado enter any center blowin' up like Desperado [Tariq] people know me on these streets playa I ain't new lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money surpise what I do is already legalized analyze what I toss across it ain't no love lost [Shaq] people know me on these streets playa I ain't new lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money surpise what I do is already legalized analyze what I toss across ain't no love lost [Tariq] L.A. to Bronx to Bekailen together we provide a ton of better on the way and we rhyme related very under-estimated, that's why I'm winnin' in this world of sins, steady grinning, money boss spendin' distanced from dirty women, Lord, I'm quite influential spirtualy and mental, what you into I'd a been through preachin' my words and don't know it, you owe it it shows you wanna be me but won't show it ain't nothin' changed but the playas the game remains the same I had a ten year run, hey, I can't complain took the next step see, from Coke to Pepsi from the B.X., we ridin' to South Beach on jet ski play to survive, you ain't live, you just livin' you breathin' a good one, but where I'm from y'all forbidden come around, bad decision, you'd rather be in prison ain't no duckin' when I'm delivering, won't be forgiver-in' layin' there shiverin, half the night you gotta walk towards the light, everything is aight make sure, everything you endure stays tight Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight [Jay-Z] people know me on these streets and the towns I been through looking at me, stay focused, I'm givin' 'em straight focus suprise, what I do is already legalized analyze how I floss across of course there ain't no love lost [Shaq] people know me on these streets playa I ain't new lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money surpise what I do is already legalized analyze what I toss across there ain't no love lost [Jay-Z] fo' sho', everything's for dough now I flow, y'all gotta pay a little mo' now it's platinumn, nowadays we put the gold down we stepped it up, y'all don't ever wanna showdown get wetted up by the sleeve that leave the bets wild y'all don't like it, sue me got settled out ghettoed out, in the vehicle bent these days I mellowed out see, success make a fella content un huh you know, this rap stuff, pop a ??? Jay-Z hugo, course playa, you lost playa I know you rappers wanna see me fail but quick to see a six-hundred S.L. B-12 live wit it y'all got dough to get get it I got mine your little bit of money couldn't stop mine your block time too high, too many hands in your pie seventy thirty, the ------ work for, work for me bottom line [Shaq] people know me on these streets playa I ain't new lookin' at me all funny while I'm countin' my money surpise what I do is already legalized analyze what I toss across there ain't no love lost |
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It's hard being this good
Yeah Uh Yeah I took a stand in the 90's Shook but heard turnin it The fact that Shaq could leave a cold track burnin Even though in the Tahoe My whole crew could follow I convoy 100,000 dollar car follow Keep your eyes on the biggest big man in the era Represent rap for all Enrico Gates bring the terror T,W,I s to the M The World Is Mine I'm gonna shout till a thousand 99 I'm dope for breakin backboards easy Even caught bills slippin Like they greasy Pockets stay cheesy Believe me I can stack your chips on the remix And you still couldn't see me Now pay me Run to the border Hit the water Cause your style and your profile is out of order I flow like a river None come bigger It's a fact big Shaq is just one bad I like playin on the west side Even though I miss playin on the east side My girl Michelle still got my back and its alright We could do it from the night until the daylight **I got suckers from my past tryin to feel me And all the ones gettin fresh tryin to kill me A force goes through her body that could chill me** There's nothing left for you to do but try to feel me We can cut through the red tape And bust through the fakers Keep your eye on big Shaq And put your money on the Lakers I'm guaranteed (You'll do what?) I repeat i'm guaranteed To bring it to your face indeed Type of brother who can stay up all night and hit 40 After the game get naughty And pull your shorty And its hard to the next stage to bring it to your idol Bring it to your whole team and bring home the title Let my crew known for how we do when we travel Let's straddle leavin folks grounded like gravel Saddle up your horse and hit the course It's your turn You could stay in my face and watch your whole crew burn Now some say I Don't shine I Know a different story, never lie Come watch me fly the sky's no limit And Shaq's no gimmick you can mimmick But you front and your finished I like playin on the west side Even though I miss playin on the east side My girl Michelle still got my back and its alright We could do it from the night until the daylight **I got suckers from my past tryin to feel me And all the ones gettin fresh tryin to kill me A force goes through her body that chill me** There's nothing left for you to do but try to feel me Now peace to the playa haters that hate me playin Knock what I do knock what i'm sayin I'm pullin out the red carpet and your inside it Bring it to the front and light it and get excited Trauma my good fellow mellow like a cello Enrico Gonzalez one rich fellow And watch me make your girl jiggle like jell-o Whose world is this? Over here baby hello I like playin on the west side Even though I miss playin on the east side My girl Michelle still got my back and its alright We could do it from the night until the daylight **I got suckers from my past tryin to feel me And all the ones gettin fresh tryin to kill me A force goes through her body that could chill me** There's nothing left for you to do but try to feel me I like playin on the west side Even though I miss playin on the east side My girl Michelle still got my back and its alright We could do it from the night until the daylight **I got suckers from my past tryin to feel me And all the ones gettin fresh tryin to kill me A force goes through her body that could chill me** There's nothing left for you to do but try to feel me Rock on baby Rock on baby Oh yeah Rock on and on Oh yeah I love Superman I love Superman I love Superman I love Superman I love the Westside, it's time to party Whenever Superman is in the house I love the Eastside, it's time to party Whenever Superman is in the house [Music repeats until end] |
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Chorus: Peter Gunz
I'm sending rappers to heaven so call me uplifting I greet ya defeat ya take all your recognition be in the ignition first gear I'm gone had the best to the worst confess my lyrics is strong Verse 1: Shaq, Peter Gunz I was born to raise hell and cause havoc when I enter have the pin back hands up white flag surrender what I'm into pulling stocks and bonds and cheddar gauaranteeing the world you can't find nuthin better so whatever bring it the front and put your money by your mouth find your teeth and cash coming out I bring drama to your momma if she want it you think I'm fronitin' a fruad Peter tell 'em how I want it aiyo Shaq the world is yours but can I get a city gritty blocks shitty cops broads with tingo bittys hit 50 in the ruckus mutha is I happy you callin me fraud but your broad's calling me daddy while you pumpin dollar bottles on the floor looking funny I'm going drop hits with Shaq kid and dirt getting money sunney days is made the pain it rains no more the cash will last from now the guns hits the floor Chorus Verse 2: Shaq check it Enrico dope like perscriptions from pharmacys injecting through speakers with no limit slash no mercy the ill beat seaker I mystify minds like I'm a preacher when I meet ya start convulsing like a seizure you best beleive I got more tricks up my shirt sleeve expidisouly I get loose like hair weave which mc out there wanna come test me put footprints in your chest like Kareem did me I run rhymes like drunk drivers on stop signs I change my name to Deon cause I'm mutha freaking prime time Chorus Verse 3: Peter Gunz out the alleys of the ghetto there echos a voice sweeter the melon a felon under the first name Peter looking out the hour glass what do I see Guliani with tacky at me with death penalty I dodge the cops bob and weave to the left young gifted and black but yet I'm still marked for death my breath and oxygen is limited they did me in with it they took my lungs my heart they kept my brain and headed with it I live alive to see my seed breath airs in and exhale but please breath clean air runnin 'round killin people with sex you flex spread in the bed ask me dread who's next Chorus |
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[Prodigy]
from Orlando to Queensboro the Infamous Mobb get on your job kid word up check it out son Superman emblem met with the Mobb in Metropolis we call assembely, at round table mappin' out the strategy, my faculty is Warren Allen know for four poundedly hittin' up rappers til they can't be highly exsplosive, this ain't your is rap exclusive leave 'em hung, and Shaq, frontin' (shhhh) is a nusiance thirty two, and somethin' for you and you and him too Superman'll hold the pill, rhyme Vanderbilt leavin' niggas in stand still rapper be Queens real we hydro, from Orlando to Queensboro sit back, watchin' ESPN on the eighty inch the game's on, my thug's on too me and Nate Dogg the guard jet ski Shaq ripped the river apart you ain't been doin' this, so don't start [Chorus] hey yo, I'm tryin' to get this money there's nothin' like legal money stackin' the cake makes rainy days sunny one lump sum, blue chips and checks so I can play my way, all day, everyday [Shaq] lyrical proufoundest like Mobb Deep mission on earth bust 'em speakers in jeeps phrase of day, don't y'all sleep on Shaq I reconstruct abstract facts and visuals clocks speakers at Foot Locker for risiduals I'm beyond understanding, mystical of the world is super ???, physical very lyrical (very lyrical) my style is tounge slashing as well as brain smashing like in your (shhh) kid, without asking critics be jealous, they absent minded of course first MC ever to have mics and shoes in the Source but of course, I ride that white horse I'm unbeliavble like Biggie I represent Newark, New Jersey no diggety puttin' this down for my fam in the future into my center, pull out size duece duece boots than I'll boot ya age twenty four, y'all gon' see me in history books omega sci-fi represent, throw up them hooks [Chorus] [Havoc] the unbeliavble mystic, top notch so cock the pist', forty first side be lifted drama we wit' it, teflon recommended, fully automatic, approved get that vest ready shook ones, throw on your running shoes we runnin' crews danger, without the warning night without the morning dawn to dusk, you'll get that mug rushed cream is a must so in myself I trust trust nobody else and make moves with delf legalize is wise guys Queensbridge enterprise take this money rock, to all my shorties, keep it tight no doubt, we gon' start, me and my Infamous click nine six to the year Two-G, handle your business get dough sip the Alaze everyday, all day pop the bubbley you ain't got nothin' for me we shinin', still shinin', combinin' working, diamond mindin' kid you still searchin' jealous and gellin' care less, records is sellin' platinumn plates, laid back life is great and good to us pay checks, give me that head rush that early mornin' thoughts is that I need more c so it's on, yo what he say, I'd be right back it's like that and Diesel Shaq got my back [Chorus] [Havoc] yeah, Mobb Deep big Shaq on ya back get ready for attack 'cause it's like that ha |
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[Shaq]
yo yo (yo yo) I don't really wanna play the game (nah) but if you want me to play the game, and wait a while I will ha ha ha [Chorus: S.H.E.] let's wait a while before it gets too late let's wait (repeat) [Shaq] yo, the first time I met you it was love on sight no matter what I do I can't forget that night in my mind you was fine as wine, air tight somethin' like a movie, but this is real life no mistaken, unh, I was taken girl you hit me harder than the music I be makin' I exercise, push-ups, how you feel huh? what's your name girl? how can I get wit' ya? I can't beleive that she didn't heed that no type of feed back, I need to pull my sleeves back and try again, time after time but I won't stop until I make the girl mine [Chorus] [Shaq] I got the digits, unh, remember I was on the telephone kickin' willy bone for hours buyin' candy and flowers, often I can't count amounts but I know I spend a fortune I never sweat it, you was so cute that I ran like Pacman in hot pursuit (back back back) all my friends say you must be buggin' kid you say I'm just a friend to make me feel like this but I would never do you like the next guy did scared to love again and keepin' your heart hid and just when I think you might come around soon you proceed to hit me wit' that wait a while tune [Chorus] [Shaq] vision of love, the one I think of if I had my way we'd be tighter than a glove on the scale of one to ten you must be an eleven baby hold my hand and walk the highway to heaven I'm not the same old thing runnin' the game type love 'em and leave 'em alone, catch the next flight I promise you, I'm a stay true if you call my name I'll come to the rescue I mean a queen like you deserves honor scoop you in a drop-top Porchse, my tire's armored for worse or better, no matter what the weather it don't really matter, we still down together I got your back, in fact, I'll never hurt you mislead, decieve, Shaq won't desert you just call me crazy, I just say whatever prayin' for the day I'll make you my girl forever [Chorus] |
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| 4:00 |
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Intro: Frank D, Shaq
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah here we go again Team Twism Big Shaq and fo' bad brothers from New York big guy, let us know who's next Big Shaq One Accord to all the lovely ladies check it Chorus: One Accord I don't wanna be alone no no no I can't let you go I won't let you go Verse 1: One Accord thinking back to when we first met your pretty brown eyes now how could I forget that day when you caught my eye ooh girl you were looking so fly baby I don't wanna lose your love lady Chorus Verse 2: One Accord can't you see just what you mean to me you're every little thing a man could ever need the way you wear your hair the stylish clothes you wear it really turns me on and I don't wanna be alone Chorus Verse 3: Shaq I got everything I want in this world except you mansions, villas and yacths, and friends won't do I see you not amazed by my wealth and it's cool my family, yo they be sayin' that you play me for a fool so what a playa do? give it up for a sis cause you my dime you shine more than this joint on my wrist L.A., me and you the whole world's at my feet with you at my side my whole life is complete Chorus |
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