"They me Superman..."
"They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq, you at?" "They me Superman..." "Big Shaq, where you at?"
O'Neal] You can't stop it or it when I drop it I go rhyme for rhyme on a topic Ain't even fit to step in Shaq's I look inside your and I seen your shook demeanor in your eyes, why are you No matter how you try, not fly as The new edition, is the end of your last night? in the daytime, you couldn't see me with a I crash flights on of my enemies I'm comin through and then I bomb your vicinity Why the act of fakin jacks, you're not a of me I peeped your card, not as hard as you pretend to be Who spark it with the chocolate Macadamia, hair clean to the You know the name, Shaq aim to on the brain, can't stop the reign
"Big Shaq you at?"
B.I.G.] What? Uhh, Uhh, uhh, Uhh Ninety-seven lawn? What, what, uhh
I creep deep with killers without million figures Blessing in Ac Legends and vigors Cream lizards, coogi's, I do my duty As as they fly as me, get high as me Success in my circle, try to break it, I you Ain't no out that, I doubt that We thee exotic, erotic ladies Not them toxic ladies that a lot I learned a lot, from to ruffians From tied up by Columbians, cause 80 grams was missin Listen, had to my position wantin to be large to head *nigga* in charge My garage, it celo -- fours, fives, and sixes by the mixes, if it ain't broke, don't fix it Smoked out with Leo, Biggie Size like a sumo, Frank White uno
"Big where ya at?"
[Shaquille 7-0, ha, towerin Invincible, individual Who wanna test it, or domestic No matter where you from, I'm not the one you mess wit Origin-al style, livin lavish Private jets to let my shorty shop in I'm not the average, I'm far the norm Daddy hittin em strong, keepin you warm
B.I.G.] A lime to a lemon, my CeCe bringin in ten G minimums to with elevators in em Vehicles televisions in em Watch they entourage turn yours to just Disappearing acts, nines and macs be serial, Copperfield material My dreams is vivid, work to live it Any I visit, I got land there How can players stand and say I sound like them, hello Push back and push six Coupes that's yellow Plus that expand from hand to elbow up your Day's Inn, any 'telle you in Crack braggin of braggin how my mink be draggin Desert street sweeper inside the beamer wagon I rely on Bed-Stuy to shut it if I die Put that on my diamond bezel, you're with the devil WHAT!!