Brazil

[Sean Price] P! Gone! I rule this rap shit The best! Fuck a rhyme before me, fuck a rhyme after They all low class you classless low bastards Anyone step foot on my side I will step to every one of you, my foot in your side Bullshit aside, niggas bullshit with they rhyme I'm a pitbull with a full clip grippin' your rhyme Cross my heart, stick a finger in your eye I'm a boss I bark sick, stick the nina in your eye Rude to your force, catch you at the funeral, I Put two in your corpse, bong bong, two from the nine Stupid with lines, ain't conducive that my Spectacular vernacular, fuck a groupie that rhyme P! I wake up in the morning then I smack the alarm clock To shaken up your [?] my big black in a [?] box I shit on your squad I'm Sean Price in the City of God P!