Suicide Doors

[Sean Price] Listen Big bang theory hear me? Sean born Fresh out my mom's pussy, Sean born porn Sean long gone, somebody bring him back You movin too slow, somebody bring him crack He's movin too fast, somebody bring him dope Fucked up in the dirt, somebody give him soap Clean up my act, write a few violent songs But they whack like Glenn Rice with New Balance on Dominique, wore Brooks, Sean P wore crooks Encastled, smack you if I get long looks You baffled, but my rhyme design is outlandish Like coppin cokes and poppy not understandin Spanish Understand the damage of the incredible Ruck Puff green, get mean, spray and your shit get bust Hope your shit tough, Tonka truck, 4x4 Guns out, get rubbed out, all our war (P!) [Neil Rames] Yeah, that's whassup, it's Ruck and Rames Trucks trains planes we settin 'em on flames Sean P the sniper, nice with wordplay I'm the igniter, verses all day Weeks months even if the beats bump You get cut from the team, you need Jesus Price Superstar, Rain's got the stupid hard bars Over looped guitars, fresh like a new cigar Just like Lex Luthor's jaw yo I'm smooth with it Two minutes or less, a fresh new lyric You hear it first, every verse is the jewel nearest you Sharp like a diamond, pah stars and lightning Frightening, the days I raised my {?} hymen No standin eight count, cain't take my name out'cha mouth Howseabout that motherfucker? In living color, my pen is the boxcutter Slice through a page, I bet my mic weighs Eight thousand kilos, snakes sounds torpedo Deebo the track, that's a whole lot of zeroes Egos is whack, that's the facts of life Pass the mic device, get zapped in fights Sean Price still reigns when disaster strikes