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[Sean Price] P! Sean Price Beef Lo-Mein with the grain, the long rice Weed smoke, slang and you lames is so right To make fun of you like fuck you in plain sight Daytime used to plot schemes for the night prowl Gauge cocked, cream shot three in the nightgown Spray 19 at the pig who popped Mike Brown Blaze might sting, you might scream nigga, pipe down Shhh, quiet on the set No dogs allowed, POW, fire on a pet True talk nigga, watch the last become first like a New York Knickerbocker Sean sparks like John Starks Nah, Sean ball like John Wall Don't catch a Washington Bullet Finger on the trigger, nigga Now watch me just pull it P! [Illa Ghee] Grand Theft Auto animal, arch nemesis Illa Ghee speaks, clap the tool to kill witnesses Mr. Murder Avenue rap until you picture it Piss poor writing with a pissed off penmanship Original war, metaphors are cold syphilis Grip a 4-4, figure four the floor pyramids Rip you in the jaw, spit extension cord syllabus Rape you with a saw, sex, intercourse, incubus Illa! I'm like murder in the mezzanine Anti-hestamine, black apocalyptic listerine It's on fire? Then Illa lit a match to it The five niggas in the party you know act ruthless At this point, I write don't know how to act music Intelligent drama for those who wanna act stupid I fucked up somewhere down the line But I keep a tre pound, 4-5th and a nine Illa!