his face I love Allah but I act Christian Mix a lot then I'm back pitchin like I got the facts fizzin The whack rendition of rap you spittin makes me
I love Martin Luther, I love Malcolm X Love Knotts Landing, love Falcon's Crest I love wallabies, I love trees just as much As I love collard greens, and cheese, bitch, I love
with ya brain, bitch [Chorus 2x] [Sean Price] I'm all tight with it, you all right with it You type nice but not, Sean Price with it You got a ring
Don't make me pop ya Ya black eye and blue, bitch, Frank Sinatra You see SP, you'll be thinking rasta Think it's peace & love, but I think to drop ya
be honest I know I coulda called you more Even though my niggaz hustlin' in Baltimore I call you call, you call I call But, I ain't callin no more, call
Niggaz is gettin' high, niggaz is gettin' high [Sean Price] I love thin raps and flows, I love gettin' stacks of dough Like I love hittin' raps and hoes I
two y'all, and you don't quit Sean P, Big Ruck is the ultimate One two y'all, and you don't stop Cuz you won't stop, and I don't stop [Sean Price] On
money, you can give me some cars But you can give me the bitch make sure you pass the Courvoisier {Diddy} Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs You
But you my child and I had you when I was half you Now I have to show you how to follow no man and when they ask you What you wanna do when you grow,
you think I'm a bitch Never tell who shot you what think I'm a snitch But I will the order for them to smack you up Clap you up, yo money lone we snatch
crook Don't get shook now I'm hooked now You got a little body on you baby probably already took now I spit a little game and you came Got you like who
Rap I master so I teach; each I touch Respect the power of the microphone in my clutch Say ma, your little boy's all grown up Hey y'all, I told you all
VERSE 3: Sean Price] Hey yo, I rhyme all day, I rhyme all night I got to sleep, wake up, and rhyme some more Starvin like Marvin, niggas screamin, "I'
back and forth See I don't need no support See I do it by my lonely, so fuck ya phonies All you niggaz and you bitches don't really know me See I dump
attention as I come through, for you and your crew It's just a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use I bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean