Shaquille O'Neal

Shaquille O'Neal - Best To Worst lyrics

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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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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: T.W.IsM. Records

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Released in: 1996

Language: English

Appearing on: You Can't Stop the Reign (1996)

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