Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sean Price, artist - Heltah Skeltah. Album song Nocturnal, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Duck Down, Priority
Song language: English
Sean Price |
Im not sure anymore more |
Who is knocking at my door door |
All the people that I knew |
Acted funny when big ruck got some loot |
But they cant see b, let my parabellum fly fly |
Cause I be God decipher devine vine |
And a nigga cant test me an mine mine |
If you wanna come feel it, nigga come but twice |
Some say sean price is, nice-is on mic devices |
Pack more power which make me more mightier than isis |
Try this, thats when the ruck shakes the rictor |
Inflictsta bring pain my aim is to rip ya Picture you tryin to break through my path |
My eight blasts all you fuckin snakes in the grass |
Went to hell with angel dust, plus I bust the devils lungs |
With lyrics that come from tip of the tongue now you sprung |
Sean sparks like john starks in the fourth quarter |
Oughta meet my peeps, thats deeper than the tora |
Unforgettable like nat king, |
Louieville chill because my motherfucking slap stings |
This track brings, the average career to a halt |
It inst my fault you fell victim to my verbal assault |
If I had dollars for every nigga who dared to battle me on microphones, |
Id fuck around and be a millionaire |
Chump starts it From the dark resubmerge, |
I splurge on herbs with verbs and the usage of my words |
Them beats is swollen off of trees and colon |
Then, lyrical functions |
I flow like trees through broadway junctions |
See punks get bent on constant |
Consistently |
When d-r-u-g blesses them s-t-c |
Gods wnen black dont slack |
Never cut slack |
They been back to the wack |
Snatch off like jack |
Shit is, actual and factual |
That my mental blast fools, it reacts like a gun tool |
Mental releases peices of no, |
Makin yo brains blow |
Got pros that froze like sub-zero and flows |
I jams like the master shoot my lyrics like j The emcees run from my house I dont play |
On that days to display dismay blow away |
To play movie celebrities you done away like fay |
Word is bon jovi, niggas dont know me Hoes blow me show me affection for constant erection |
My direction is pistols pointed at niggas on bristol |
Who thought it was fun to pull guns and issue my dismissal |
But you cant handle this, |
Cause I get scandalous when cannabis enters my system which makes me More odd than tony randal bitch |
Due to circumstances and lyrical advances |
nother man die, why, cause of my verbal enhancements |
Transmit advances over my mental highway |
I say what I wanna, smoke marijuana |
Gonna hit you with a verse so nigga nurse your fuckin wounds |
Boom in my system keep me in time with tune |