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