Sean Price - Godfather Part P lyrics

Alright now, pay attention to the god body Sean P Smackin' you n******gs with the sket kid Sean, illest n******g to, smack earth, wind and fire And make ya'll n***a straight retire You get mad glory, and your flow is mad corney You're tight-a** clothes put you in the f*g category You're funny style like Brad's brother Corey You;re broker than a f**in' joke, like half on a 40 I blast on a shorty, young and out of his mind Get your snot-box rocked in the box that's pine Flesh, turn to maggots and worms just like swine I'll k** ya whole squad pa with just one line I'm god, cypher divine, all tight with the rhyme A weirdo, I hear those lines, waste of time Y'all can't f** around with pa, please It's the G.O.D (father god P? )