Sean Price - Ash N' Dust lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Price] Aqua bubble, pop the crohn's My gun, eight kids n***a octomom's Stop it Sean, I'm a prophet naw I profit off of rap n***a, proper bars P! Disturbing the peace, absurd on the beats I'm the nicest n***a out, dude that's the word on the street Word to my mother, let me have a word with your mother I beat the breaks off the b**h, tell the truth like sojourner Sean is nothing to play with I play with the eight f** around get your face-lift Ape sh**, banana clips duke Pandramic view on how I ate sh**, listen I make hits, you take hits, you fall down I'm great b**h, I shake sh**, you all clowns P! Forever repping the new sh** I'm old school duke, I will step on your new kicks Yes, no PCP, just me Sean P with the D.O.D [Chorus:] We blast em before we ask em the question! The answer, never has to be mentioned! Disaster is our average intention! Cause after us... it's ash n' dust! [Verse 2: Skits Vicious] Sick flow, Skitzo, Phrenic, Indo, addict Spit slow, Skits tip toes in your attick Give no sh**, so watch me do the damage When I vanish, all I leave is ashes I travel to my shows on a black stallion Attaching your skull to my necklace of headless Infected with madness, injected with poison Bane with venom tube plugged to the brain Let it rush thru my vains, I'm way beyond pain f** diamonds I got a saw stuck to my chain And I'm moving my middle finger up in the game of rap Everyday there's a new face to aim it at Take a step thru the quicksand, take a nap When your neck's in my grip and I make it snap Crack your top like a beer cap When my Glock's to your temple, I think that it's clear that... [Verse 3: Jay Reaper] We blast em, before we ask em the question It's best that I mention my pa**ive aggression Cause I'm back to bust got a ma**ive rush Hazardous as f**, and I see enough cats to crush I'll catch a bus put yo a** in cuffs But for the cuffs and the bus I don't even have cash enough So pa** the stuff is it acid or dust A real nasty motherf**er, n***a that's what's up And fat a** s*uts that got a f**in' a** to touch I'll fill those a**es up like puttin' gas in trucks I can't help it I'm selfish I never pa** a buck Being me is bad luck, I'm cracked up and mad stuck Like ca**ius I'll bash up any punk his a** mush Clashes of the titans and the godz that's us I'll stab em up like he crack to cut Cast the guts ya'll motherf**ers actin' lush I mastered dutch with a pa**ion I'll be scratching nuts Cause after us there's no more than ash n' dust