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The Best of Shaquille O’Neal
01. I’m Outstanding
02. Shoot Pass Slam
03. What’s Up Doc? (Can We Rock)
04. Biological Didn’t Bother (G-Funk version)
05. Mic Check 1-2
06. Where Ya At?
07. (I Know I Got) Skillz
08. No Hook
09. Boom!
10. Newark to C.I.
11. My Style, My Stelo
12. Biological Didn’t Bother (original Flow)
Shut up, biggum
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Yo, yo, I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife, I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife, I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Yo, yo, I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife Dawg, I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here
Get on the microphone and just rip the track

Who the hell is Shaq Attack? You better read the paper
Treat me like Biz Markie, you better catch a vapor
I got mad props, so why would you exploit?
Punch you in your face like that kid from Detroit
Really though, you better ask MC Hammer 'bout this bad
Mamma-jamma tall kid with the hooper-hyper lifted grammar
Watch out, yo, it's time for MC bashin'
Got more loot than my man Johnny Cash-in'
I'm hard like a 360 twice jam
Ask Dr. Dre and Ed Lover who's the man
I'm sure they'll say me, brothers, please don't play me like a shrimp
I'm dunkin' on the head, then I point like Shawn Kemp
Don't need to drink Crooked I juice to get loose
My favorite cartoon is Bullwinkle the Moose
I'm 'bout to sting you like rubbing alcohol
Yes, yes, y'all, call me Ed Jones 'cause I'm too tall
Put the rock between my legs, then I score
Never mind a whore, I wanna do a fat tour
Come peep the style that the big man shall display
You know the style, that be my forte

Hey, Phife, where ya at? I'm over here
Yo, Phife, where ya at? Ayo, I'm over here
Ayo, Phife, where ya at? You know I'm over here
Ayo, Phife, where ya at? I'm over here
Phife Dawg, where ya at? Ayo, I'm over here
Ayo, Phife, where ya at? Phife Dawg is over here
Ayo, Phife, where ya at? Ayo, I'm over here
Get on the microphone and rip a funky track

It's a Phife and Shaq mission, plus Shaheed got the goods
Makin' rug daddy jams that go harder than wood
Make you boogie, butterfly, Armstrong too
Phife Dawg and Shaq-Fu, this is how we do
Funky renditions, there's no competition
Split MCs apart as if their group was New Edition
Make MCs hush, stop, look, and listen
It's hard to comprehend, so they commence to reminiscent
Far from an amateur, microphone damager
End your whole career, beat down your manager
Never was a herb, kick you to the curb
Sport more attitude than the city of Johannesburg
Styles are mean, but this year they're even meaner
Carrying chips on my shoulder, so call me Sarafina
Give a shout to Joey Martin, pissin' and the fartin'
Mess around with this and you'll be on a milk carton
MCs don't like me, I say, "Tough titties"
Blow up the spot like my man from Jersey City
People always askin', "Why is Phife so cocky?"
I gotta be good at somethin' 'cause I can't play hockey
You know the status, and the status is live
The first draft pick for the label called Jive

Yo, Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here
Ayo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife, I'm right here
Ayo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife, I'm over here
Yo, big Shaq, where ya at? Yo, Phife, I'm over here
Ayo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife, I'm right here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife Dawg, I'm right here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? Phife, I'm over here
You can't front on the track 'cause the track is fat

Yo, here I am again, you better call the cops
Pump up your Reeboks and you just don't stop
I got mad styles, you better sit and watch
I can kick it like, "Hee-hee," then I grab my crotch
Yo, it's 1993, I mean 1990 Shaq
Whatever year it is, the Shaq will never slack
Givin' mad shouts to my homies up in Newark
On and off the court, you know I do work

Peace to that dog and peace to this dog
Here comes the Phife Dawg, a.k.a. the Top Dawg
World's greatest five-footer, as if you didn't know
Rhymes are like the Lord's blessings, they constantly flow
MCs need to step on, you see how they done stepped on
As long as the mic's on, that's when I get my run on
Battle anybody, bring your whole crew
You want the short black Eskimo, come see me in my igloo
Nasty like vomit, couldn't clean it with Comet
Psycho like the Lords, crazy like Onyx
Forget the he-said, she-said, concentrate just on the flow
Phife Dawg signin' off, enjoy the rest of the show

Ayo, Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here
Yo, Phife, where ya at? I'm over here
Big Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here
Yo, Phife, where ya at? I'm over here
Yo, Shaq, where ya at? I'm over here
3D, where ya at? He's over there
Big Chris, where ya at? He's over there
Nick Ander, where ya at? He's over there

Yo, check it out, check it out
Check it out, check it out, check it out
I wanna give a shout out to my boys in Chilltown
JC, Oak Street, you know the Lords
Nook, The Ville, Ryan, Akil
Tony, Ken Ken, Book Riot, Brandon
We out, 28th Street
Yo, yo, yo, we got the Illtype flow
Yo, yo, yo
My man Tip, where ya at?
Shaheed is in the house
I love you, mommy
Thanks for raising me the right way