{*opening skit for 23 seconds*} [Sean Price] P! Stop, hatin on the God Lyin like your pants on fire, perpetratin a fraud The sh** you pop doesn't reverberate with the God The eight shaped and raised the murder rate, oh my God Oh my God.. I am the best to do it Repeat I am the best to do it Defeat all the rest who knew it, sneak attack He who eat ya back, you blew it, stupid, truth is P~! I am smarter than your average Joe Bear or Jesus of Nazareth, battle sh** Battleship, battleship, I ain't playin games b**h That'll click, gravel pit, that'll be your grave b**h Uhh, my sh** is off the meter Off the reefer, awkward, I talk with heaters I walk with, orthopedic features, coughin Why? Cause I, eat the creatures often, abortion Muh'f**er! P... {*singer croons "Think it over, baby baby"*} [Flood Diesel] Uhh, stop, an*lyze and realizin that We them guys y'all n***as really idolizin Great advertisin for a day sodomizin Wild n***a in school, quick to Columbine 'em Police lookin for me, couldn't f**in find him Then I got consignment, then I copped some diamonds Did my time, then came home, now it's f**in poppin He don't know me when I robbed him son I rocked a stocking Even sold him chocolate, 'fore I dug his pockets Girls said I need to stop it yeah I know I need the profit You ain't with my mans? You the f**in target Flood and Sean P again cop the sh** at Target They said, I tried to open up the market I said I O.J. and opened up the carca** Even taste the blood, that's a starving artist A.C.G.'s in your face like sorry Charlie {*singer croons "Hey, haven't I been good to you?"*} {*"Think it over! Tell me, haven't I ..."*}