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yo Shaq, ya at?
I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at?
yo yo, I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at?
Phife, I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at?
Phife, I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at?
yo yo, I'm over
yo Shaq, ya at?
Dawg, I'm over here
yo Shaq, ya at?
I'm over
get on the microphone and just rip the

Verse 1:
who the hell is Shaq Attack better read the paper
treat me Biz Markie you'd better catch a vapor
I've got mad props so why you exploit
punch you in your face like that kid from
really yo you'd better ask MC 'bout this bad mama jama
tall kid with the hypa lipta-gramma
out yo it's time for MC bashin'
got loot than my man Johnny Cash and
I'm like a 360 twice jam
ask Dr. Dre and Ed who's the man
I'm sure they'll say me brother please don't me like a shrimp
dunk it on your head I'll point like Shawn Kemp
don't the drink crooked I juice to get loose
my cartoon is Bullwinkle the Moose
I'm to sting you like rubbing alcohol
yes yes yall call me Ed cause I'm too tall
put the rhyme between my legs then I'll
mind a whore I wanna do a phat tour
come freak the that the big Michelle display
you know the that be my fortee

hey Phife, ya at?
I'm here
hey Phife, ya at?
hey yo I'm over
yo Phife, ya at?
you know I'm here
yo Phife, ya at?
I'm here
Phife Dawg, ya at?
hey yo I'm over
yo Phife, ya at?
Phife Dawg is here
yo Phife, ya at?
hey yo I'm here
get on the microphone and rip a track

Verse 2:
it's the Phife and Shaq mission Shaheed's got the goods
rough daddy jams knocking harder than wood
make ya boogie with the fly crew
Dawg and Shaq Fu this is how we do
funky there's no competiton
split apart as if their group was New Edition
make hush stop look and listen
it's hard to so they commence to remincising
far from an amateur damager
end your career beat down your manager
was a herb kick you to the curb
there's more to my than the city of Johanesburg
are mean but this year they're even meaner
carrying chips on my so call me Sarafina
?? martin pissin' and a fartin'
mess around with this and be on a milk carton
don't like me I say tough titties
blow up the like my man from Jersey City
people always 'why is Phife so cocky?'
I gotta be at something cause I can't play hockey
you the status and the status is live
the first draft-pick for the label Jive

yo Shaq, ya at?
I'm over
yo Shaq, ya at?
Phife, I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at
Phife, I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at?
Phife Dawg, I'm here
yo Shaq, ya at?
Phife, I'm here
you can't front on the 'cause the track is phat

Verse 3: Shaq,
yo here I am again better call the cops
pump up your Reeboks and ya just stop
I got mad styles you better sit and
I can kick it like he-he I'll grab my crotch
yo it's I mean nineteem-ninety-Shaq
year it is the Shaq will never slack
giving mad shouts to my up in New Or'
on and off the you know I do her

peace to dog and peace to this dog
here the Phife Dawg aka the top dog
world's greatest as if you didn't know
rhymes are like the Lord's lessons they flow
need to step on you see it is to ???
as long as the on that's when I get my run on
battle anybody come bring your crew
you the short black eskimo come see me in my igloo
nasty like vomit couldn't it with comet
like the Lords crazy like Onyx
forget the hes and shes and concentrate just on the
Phife sigining off enjoy the rest of the show

Yo Shaq, ya at?
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