Lyrics Shaquille O'Neal

Shaquille O'Neal

Best To Worst

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

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

Guaranteeing 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

Sunny days is made the pain it rains no more

The cash will last from now the guns hits the floor

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

Check it, Enrico dope like prescriptions 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 believe 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

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

Out the alleys of the ghetto there echoes 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

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