[Shaq]

Funkmaster, Big Dawg

Flex, Sonja Blade

Freestyle, uhh, uhh

Wha-wha-what-what?



Show your best, Shaq shit'll blow your chest

Go through your vest one time flow correct

Brick City style talk with flair, walk on air

Sumo, your Halle Berry coochie wear was just a rumor

Crazy raw, blaze the hardwood floors

Shut out a whole country two, days before

Slay your whore, like you never heard of the man

Rap, Roberto Duran, you, Davy Moore

So much dough, I could buy a third of the land

Crash my Jeep jump out, my Suburban you ran

If you ask me, Shaq ain't flashy

One piece of platinum make my whole body ashy

Nigga what?



[Sonja Blade]

Uhh, yo

It's the sty' thing, I'm a feast, you fried wings

Sonja Blade gettin more light than your high beams

It's over, when I spit my words I make it dark

like an eclipse occurred when my click emerge

I flip you birds, not a gravedigga but I getcha shit

then serve, y'all know that this chick's disturbed

I spit superb, so ill, and so real

While you no frills with no deals I hold steel (BLOW)

And if I don't kill you, bet the flows will

For my niggaz that ain't here I'm lettin the Mo' spill

Briefcases of cough, like a coke deal

Uncut verses, nuttin but dope skill

Can't fill my shoes, beyond complicated

All them big gats you got they confiscated

Contemplate, I'm the shit, and you constipated

I slaughter all cause y'all water got it concentrated



See that?  Funk Flex, Shaq Dog, Sonja Blade, Redrum

How we do, nine-eight, uhh