[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