Deeper Lyrics - Singles - Shaquille O'neal

Y'all wanna flay ruff? 

Huh, that's how I do man, that's how I do, aight 

For FUN, Hahahahahah, T.W.IsM. 

(Shaquille O'Neal) 

I get deeper then the fire thin 

Y'all wanna riot? 

It's like a rifle without the firing pin 

In the hire wiring in to all my men's 

Who retired from the Spiring Inns 

Better call your next of kin 

They recommend me to wreck men's 

Not one or two clips I stretch ten 

My weapons my game, my world, and mind alone 

And you couldn't be hard if you wrote your rhymes with stone 

Any criticism take it to the crib for some ism and twist em 

I shine like? pea-fogs? in prison that's T.W.IsM. 

Shaq dog the rap dog duck all punks and shatter back boards 

Matter-a-fact y'all, I take advantage, I'm taking chances making advances 

While you sit, waiting for answers, wha-wha 

True ballers see paper like typewriters 

The rest think y'all bullet proof like nightrider 

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(Chorus: Clark Kent) 

Yo while you spectate we stay getting cake 

I regulate and keep fate cause in they place 

Yo I'm on a chase for the pa-per, the caper 

Get it - stretched out 

And found taped up 

(Sonja Blade) 

Spit ya - cause when I pitch . ya wrist get slit 

One hit from my grandma your banana get split 

And get this, I display words to slave you herbs 

Got them screaming "Sonja Blade you've got a way with words" 

It's like I strike again blow you away like kites in the wind 

And hard men with my sharp pin 

Who rock the spot? 

I've done it, you hollering about 

Want the war but none of y'all worth the dollar or amount 

See chicks want none of this if you do confront it 

I peel hundreds while you things only keep one stick it blunted 

So y'all gorilla looks I don't fear those 

Cause I go thirty-two rounds like a Tech with air holes 

So t-knock your z-rocks you can't rap with me 

Cause I'm Big-ger than Lez in this +Rap City+ 

No, see what face, smoke an else to the rose 

Sonja Blade choke chicks like Sprewell did coach 

(Chorus) 

(Clark Kent) 

Yo while you spectate we stay getting cake 

I regulate and keep fate cause in they place 

Yo I'm on a chase for the pa-per, the caper 

Get it - stretched out 

And found taped up 

(Interlude) 

(Shaquille O'Neal & K-Raw) 

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 tick, tick, tick BOOM 

Y'all gon mess with me for the last time 

It's a bomb in your speakers 

Get your - out RIGHT NOW! 

(Shaquille O'Neal) 

You could be the one that inflict they defeated they run 

Believe me many seen it done from O'Neal 

The raw deal draw steel 

And we can take it to the street for the sport it's all real 

(Sonja Blade) 

Uh take the residents from the president 

Make his state evidence 

For pape's we never hesitant 

Red-Rum regiment strictly "Moe D" and "VI" 

The "No-T" the take care of "BI" 

(K-Raw) 

We blade the "GI" resting A-Xin 

Deranged the one day thought was about to change 

(Sonja Blade) 

Roll with those who hold bottles 

A whole lot of follows cause they know dough 

And think you a role model 

(K-Raw) 

They wanna give you dumb looks 

Lyrical gun books never did one juke 

And the crew had one crook 

(Sonja Blade) 

Son, look before you split the Dutch 

I get you touched by everything you kick with the... you bust 

(Shaquille O'Neal) 

Uh-huh, wha-wha-wha-wha 

T.W.IsM., Red-Rum, Clark-world 

Big Cuss, "Dirt", Ken Dawg 

Wha-wha-wha-wha, Sauce Money 

World is mine uh-huh wha-wha, wha-wha