Definition of God - Sean Price

Yeah

Uh

Yaooo

Sean Price, King Kong in the place

Big gun, watch the bullet bing bong in ya face

Murdered the bastard, he murders the surgery plastic

Face reconstruction when the 8 heating something, uh!

Touch you bad when you hit with the hard hawk

P!

My knuckles drag when the God walk

I ain’t old school, I ain’t new school

I’m a dropout with the tool that pop out

I’m the shit up in my hood

I had three wishes;

I wish that a nigga would

Step to the God, when God step I step on ya squad

Imperius Rex the best, definition: The God

I swing things hurtin'

God body AKA the King James version

Playing my shit the same time hating my shit

Don’t play at me bitch, I make your bitch play with my dick

I’m, the King X Rock;

there is none higher

Th’fuck rhyme better than me?

P, P, P!

Nigga, I’m nothin to play with

Kneel down, kiss the ring

Listen

I’m, the King X Rock;

there is none higher

The fuck rhyme better than me?

P, P, P!

Nigga, I’m nothin to play with

God body, AKA the King James version

I used to dispurse raw

Behind my mom’s back and she lived on the first floor

Heard yours, I hurt your feelings

Feelings get hurt, gun burst and earth your ceiling, P!

Appetite for destruction

Savage life might strike a dyke if you fronting

Write something

Never polite, ignite the mic slice something

Loot for a curl, rappin' at you;

you cute for a girl

I 'url on you duke, now you be the Duke of the Earl

Listen, don’t make dollars that don’t make sense

I do make dollars, dumb bars don’t make cents, uh!

The education of Sean Price

Dedication, the medication and long nights

Smokin' the pancake

Work on consignment, lot of dope for a handshake

I’m, the King X Rock;

there is none higher

Th’fuck rhyme better than me?

P, P, P!

Nigga, I’m nothin to play with

Kneel down, kiss the ring

Listen

I’m, the King X Rock;

there is none higher

Th’fuck rhyme better than me?

P, P, P!

Nigga, I’m nothin to play with

God body, AKA the King James version

The crown is mine

I’m not your friend dukes

Don’t talk to me like that

Word… the friend thing?

We’re not friends…

We’re not friendS

Be clear on that… clearly we’re not…

The Stephen A Smith voice:

Clearly we’re not friends… clearly

You being my friend is asinine, ass-a-ten, ass-eleven