[Sean Price:] Aiyyo Yeah, oops upside your head You wear a suit and a tie when you dead, you might see me in the streets doin crazy stuff Why? This rap shit don't pay enough No joke I'm serious, the God spit bodies that's furious Y'all niggaz is funny style, Eddie Murphy, "Delirious" Me? I'm straight like 9:15 Two spliffs of the green, now my eyes Chinese Add on, multiply, let's divide this cream One for you... one for me Two for you... one-two for me (yo what the fuck?)
Yeah sanitation, I said sanitarium Niggaz is clowns and found ground in aquariums You motherfuckers sleep with the fishes I'm at your spot tryin to sleep wit'cha bitches, listen You rap like P, don't rap like P Back smack a rapper backwards for tryin to act like me I'm, one of a kind, I'm second to none If my, record ain't spun I network with some guns Call dude at the radio, listen could you play me yo? Yeah I'ma play it, he ain't play it but he played me though Next week I saw him at a party tryin to wave hello Smacked him in the face with the 8, I'm tryin to break his nose Motherfucker~!
[Steele:] Look, man, you must be out your God damn mind It don't make sense if I don't make a God damn dime Now why, you think I'm out here on this God damn grind And won't resign 'til I reside in a fox that's fine I'm, like Criss "Mindfreak," abracadabra Nigga my nine speak, your rhymes weak and need Viagra Most rappers ain't that nice, your rap ain't real You can't, be like Sean Price, can't do like Steele, f'real And I don't mean to be facetious It's genius to have the God on the track with Jesus Y'all dudes fucked up, your flows pathetic The 8 set it, push up on niggaz like calisthenics We, wild and wreckless, the style's perfected Don't wanna see me at your desk with scare like "Where the check is?" This biz just gon' have this kid lose his religion Pop a few Gods, do twenty-five to lives in prison
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