Sean Price - Straight Music lyrics

Stuck in a jam
Why you wanna fuck with me, fam?
I'm tryna live a square life
You wanna fuck up my plan
Under a bus, fucker
I'll throw you under a van
Throw the van in reverse and
Then I'll do it again
Grand theft auto, the man with the sket also
Two turntables, a tec that'll touch torsos
P! Niggas thinking that the family sweet
Run up on Ruck you'll get
Beat with hands and feet, nigga
Kimbo Slice and a slice of Jim Kelly
Thing go pop and it enter your thin belly
Fuck being humble, I'm better than everybody
Melancholy niggas get hit with a heavy shotty
Dumb fuckers don't know how the rules go
Young pups can't fuck with the Cujo
You bark better than you bite
Yeah, I bark, but I'm better when I fight

Some of the nicest niggas in
The game is friends if I do a song with
'em then the friendship'll end sore loser
Spitting the raw, ignore rumors
That nigga frauds like Jean
Claude and broad bloomers
East coast niggas, west coast niggas
I eat most niggas with the sket close, nigga
I make you mad you livin'
Fucking with Sean Price
That's a bad decision
I was once fucked up, from the ash I risen
A lot of fights, almost got slashed in prison
Money on my head, you can ask my ibn
This rap is a actual fact that's written
I'll fuck a nigga up, but if cash is given
I will split a nigga head
Call it bad division
I dismember your memory, holmes
Dedicate this to Timothy Stone