[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Uh, uh
You see P you know that the Four's Kept
By my side you scared to leave from your doorstep
Embrace ya Satan my n***as endorse that
Heat your face fixed up scalpel and forceps
Sean Rambo, look at my war chest
Hamburger hill bullets peelin off raw flesh
G.I. Joe a** n***as, can't see my flow a** n***as
Listen, I got a bullet(bullet) for every bump on your face kid
I keyloid ya neck without doin' a state bid
Concrete jungle that's where the ape live
Young n***as is wack, the reason I hate kids
Young girls is s*uts, they older they stay slits
Fat out of shape in the shelter with 8 kids
f**ing welfare check b**hes, hell yeah i deck b**hes
Chris Brown
[Hook]
Hey
Hey
[Verse 2: Sean Price]
n***as, think I'm washed up
No video, no radio
So you thinking that my squad s**
That's outrageous, pa**port stamped out I needed extra pages
Rappers wanna battle smack blood out your face, rappers wanna tattle
Hard denim Levi's Rugby is Polo
My youngstas hard body, I dress like bozo
Almost ashamed to say that I rap
Not because of the age, it's just the game is so wack
Grown man spittin' some wild sh**
Y'all smoke home grown, home alone on some child sh**
Young n***as ain't understanding the god
Well grow up a little and undestand in God
Newborns learn ya lesson
Before ya face to face with the black Smif-n-Wessun, P!
[Hook]