Battering Bars - Sean Price, Pumpkin Head, Pumpkinhead

Nah mean

This is great, having fun

Ha ha, yeah, P!

What you say nigga?

Fuck outta here

Listen, P!

It go, beast mode, I live by the street code

I beat foes the fuck up when the heat blows

Don’t talk crazy on cell phones

Workers get ten off a buck like hell no

Hell yeah!

I am that dude

Went bald, sell drugs, rapper with an attitude

Punch niggas through pizza shop windows

Red devil dust mixed with a little indo

Sean P, call me Kimbo

On drugs paranoid, who’s lookin through my window

My nerves bad

English class failure, nigga my words bad

You herbs had your chance, it’s my time

Serial killer theme music is my rhyme

In my prime, I’m a primate

Ape nigga, when 8 hit ya, that’s my 9

The fuck outta here

Yeah, battering bars, pa what’s the matter with y’all

Simian twins, me and my friend shatter your squad

This is that trunk pop music, make you pull the ratchet out

Blood fire heat you up, then pull a casket out

I’m who you should ask about

I’ll body any rapper, and get my paper back like Random House

Put your Henny up, and burn them trees down

Butcha laid the beat down, I’m like a beast now

You should not speak now, zip your lips God

Matter fact, log on to Shhhh Zip-It.com

My watch Flud, shirt Lo, kicks Nike Air

You’ll never catch me in tight gear with spiked hair

Timb’s standard issue, the pimp hand’ll hit you

So hard it’ll feel like a camel kicked you

I get ends and set trends

Roll with smokers that keep Bud on the side, like Rudy’s best friend

Niggas talk crazy, like they just popped an ox

Come at me and Sean P like that, you’ll get popped and oxed