[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Uh, uh
You see P, you know that the four's kept
By my side, you scared to leave from your doorstep
Embrace your Satan, my n***as endorse death
Get your face fixed up, scalpel and forceps
Sean Rambo, look at my war chest
Hamburger Hill, bullets peelin' off raw flesh
G.I. Joe ass n***as, can't see my flow ass n***as
Listen, I got a bullet (bullet) for every bump on your face, kid
I'll keloid your neck without doin' a state bid
Concrete jungle, that's where the ape live
Young n***as is wack, the reason I hate kids
Young girls is sluts, they older, they stay slits
Fat, out of shape, in the shelter with 8 kids
Fuckin' welfare check bitches; hell yeah, I deck bitches
Chris Brown

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[Verse 2: Sean Price]
N***as think I'm washed up
No video, no radio, so you thinkin' that my squad suck
That's outrageous; passport stamped out, I needed extra pages
Rappers wanna battle; smack blood out your face, rappers wanna tattle
Hard denim Levi's (Levi's), rugby is Polo (Polo)
My Dunks is hardbody, y'all dress like bozos
Almost ashamed to say that I rap
Not because of the age, it's just the game is so wack
Grown man spittin' some wild shit
Y'all smoke homegrown, home alone on some child shit
Young n***as ain't understanding the God
Well, grow up a little, I'm understandin' God
Newborns, learn ya lesson
Before you're face to face with a black Smith & Wesson
P!
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