Sean Price - Resident Evil lyrics
–Intro– Uh, Magilla Magilla Uh, uh, Magilla Magilla Uh, uh Magilla Magilla P! Listen –Verse 1– The godfather Big black brother with burners and large armor Big bottle of brown, call it the car starter Rape an atheist ’til the b**h say, “our father” Hail Mary Brenda Had a Baby Threw the baby out the window, now Brenda is going crazy Ignorant fool Hang with some ignorant dudes That will do whatever I say long as I give them some food Never, tell you what to b**h? Then look at my eye’s that’ll tell you what to do b**h Gangsters move in silence I’m not a gangster, yet I remind quiet Pocket forecast broke Commissary gone already, call Kraft soap Two heaters, two seaters, the black Lac I used to use Cheez-It’s to battle the jack mac –Chorus– It go one gun, two gun, three gun, four So many weapons, the Ruck is the gun tour Son saw sh** that make you wanna get down Get up on your good foot, par James Brown It go one gun, two gun, three gun, four So many weapons, the Ruck is the gun tour Son saw sh** that make you wanna get down Get up on your good foot, par James Brown –Verse 2– Stop a ba*tard Thematic Solve problem when sh** get problematic I’m not your man maggot I’m not your friend f*ggot Pop your friend drastic Box your chin cla**ic Hardcore rapper I am what I am fam and y’all got actors I hope you win an Emmy Your b**h like the Jungle Brothers she hope to win a Jimmy The scope is on the semi black, gat is the heater Assa**inate another black national leader “Free at last, free at last” That n***a P got cash and he not a** Abe Lincoln Emancipate 8 in your face and the place stinkin’ What I present to the people A f**ed up household, Resident Evil P! (The goon) (Motherf**ing goon) (P!) –Chorus– It go one gun, two gun, three gun, four So many weapons, the Ruck is the gun tour Son saw sh** that make you wanna get down Get up on your good foot, par James Brown It go one gun, two gun, three gun, four So many weapons, the Ruck is the gun tour Son saw sh** that make you wanna get down Get up on your good foot, par James Brown