Sean Price, MF DOOM, Ike Eyes - Negus lyrics

"We are ready if you are ready"
"Nigga" ("Nigga") "Nigga" ("Nigga")
"Nigga" ("Nigga")

"Stand up if you're a nigga, hey!"

Stupid nigga Sean, super nigga, uh
Dawk! (Dawk! (Dawk) ) I'm shootin' at your moms
I ain't right in the head
Tuh, I aim right for your head
Nigga, murder, death, kill
("Nigga") , sex, money, mayhem ("Nigga")
Morning murder with a weapon
Steppin' to the AM believe in me, pa
The same way you believe in your god
Whether it's Allah, Jesus or Master Fard
I mastered the bars
Blasted ratchets splatter your car
Vehicular homicide
Fuck's the matter with y'all?
I will pop your noodle
If I don't do it then Rock will shoot you
(Hehehehehe) one smack and you look bad
Backpack rapper strapped with crack
In my bookbag
I'm a nigga, that's what niggas do now
Wouldn't you like to be a nigga
Just like who? P
"Stand up if you're a nigga, hey!"

Yo, ghetto rock stars guns, no guitars
Throw some blow on the table
Bitches dancin' on the bar
Nefertiti on the cable
Piff comin' out my pores riff full of sniff
Got you twitchin' at the jaws
Went from dodgin' D's to the Florida Keys
Secrets keep me from sleepin'
I need more sour D's
Fine tapestry at the gala in Napa
Sallie had a one track mind to
Be the queen of a trapper
Fuck rap, I tuck packs in my briefs
That wack shit go against my beliefs
LT on the LP, iron on the mic
"Who the fuck is Ike Eyez?" Nigga
Fuck you likewise
I ain't shit, my daddy wasn't either
My mama told me different but
I never really believed her
We just wanted to be B-Boys
The ABC's of bein' a D-Boy
In Bucktown, if you down with Ruck
You Ruck down

"Stand up if you're a nigga, hey"

Pa'l carajo, cantaso
Vil', you know the drill
Mad drool then gargajo
Shoot the loogie, they super boujee
Gobsmack dab right cheekbone, gooey, groovy
Cool
Absolutely yucky, out your league, buddy
Before you take a stab at it
Think deep and study
Or get your crown spun around
Like Black Hawk Down
Surrounded by the natives leakin' hatred
Till the ground in town
Then freak show, never no beef though
Deepthroat their coquito back and forth then
(Whoosh) free throw feel the tension
Prepare the trenched in henchmen
They all eat quite well vacations, pensions
Ahem, gotten hoarse from yellin'
"Fore!" on the golf course ("Nigga")
Scream boat
Then he sped off in a dropped Porsche
DOOM on your hot sauce
Take you out to deep water group hug
Who know the next time
You'll see your daughter? Real slaughter