Sean Price - Violent lyrics

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 at 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

Bless the mic of the God, it's violent

Yeah aiyyo
Timberland boots I got stomp out your grill
Sean Price, the nicest nigga in Brownsville
Word bond
Y'all niggas 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

Bless the mic of the God, it's violent

P! Aiyyo

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!