[Sean Price:] I'm such a failure, hehe, ha hah P!! First of all I'd like to say - nothin really This beat is just so cool, you know you just wanna relax and say some old cool shit (word) but that's not me (nah) P!! Let's go
Aiyyo, supersonic chronic got my mind ease But, never think that the God won't squeeze Sean is the man, and I'm doin all that I can When I rhyme, feel like the world's in the palm of my hand All I is is all I am And, all you is, who gives a damn? It's like, wop-babalu-bop-doo-wop-bam-boom The glock, got a few shots, you popped, drop - oooh I'm buck with the words, I went to school When I pop you with the tool, catch a slug from a nerd That's my word to my mother You act stupid duke I'm hurtin your mother like "WHAT BITCH~!" Commence to smackin her face like a pimp Then put the old bitch back in her place The beat is smooth, the rap is hard Just the way I like it bless the mic of the God It's violent
[whispered:] It's violent, it's violent, it's violent... [x3] Bless the mic of the God, it's violent [whispered:] It's violent, it's violent, it's violent... [x2]
Yeah... aiyyo Timberland boots I got stomp out your grill Sean Price, the nicest nigga in Brownsville Word bond, y'all niggaz can't rap worth a damn The nine burst blam and earthslam your fam Word to mother, my shit raw dog like fuck rubbers Motherfuck literally, I fuck mothers 2006 I got a new bag of tricks Boot Camp, J. League, new improved rappin shit I'm a certified, fortified, forty-five holder Been like that way before "Eshkoshkah" We the best in the in-dus-try We the worst when we in-the-streets Got a verse nigga where's the beef? Burger rappers screamin "Where's the beef" You're soft, get lost, 'fore you scream where's your teeth The beat is smooth, the rap is hard Just the way I like it bless the mic of the God It's violent
[whispered:] It's violent, it's violent, it's violent... [x2] Bless the mic of the God, it's violent [whispered:] It's violent, it's violent, it's violent... [x2]
P! Aiyyo
[x2:] This goes out to my Brownsville crew Put your guns up in the air, don't kill me! Buck 'em all day, buck 'em all night We let off fo'-fo's
P!!
[whispered:] It's violent, it's violent, it's violent... [x3 to fade]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
