Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Price & Shining Armor, artist - Sean Price.
Date of issue: 01.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Price & Shining Armor |
Yo! |
Listen… |
Afghanistan, bombed out, depleted |
I’m weeded, needin' an Ativan |
Run up on a rapper when rappin', that’s when I slap a fan |
Bone-crunch you niggies, the gypsy needin' a caravan |
Half-man half-amazing, Mandela |
You know the flow is so hard, tell her, Duck Down |
Is the label, but — fuck a record deal |
Broke after I smoke and the motherfuckin' sucker meal |
P! |
Keep ignorin' my shit, B |
I’ll punch your shit off like the Story of Ricky |
All in my face like a rap battle |
Fuck around and catch all of the eight when the gat rattles |
That hardcore rappin' is played out |
Till I hardcore slap you and ask you what’s played out |
(What's played out, man?) P! |
Indeed the grown |
Squeeze the chrome, please believe it nigga, Caesar home |
Verse two, sunroof casket for the earth dirt view |
Work wet, wet work with the sket wet, who? |
Vest protect chest, but never get neck duke |
Dave Tua, fist of rage, I wave Rugers |
Engage shooters in battles, better behave, junior |
Ay yo, kill noid paragraph, crack ground, shatter glass |
Ill boy, Madagas', bitch with a fatter ass |
Top on the rooftop, spit shine my shit |
Pitch grind my strip, switch crime rhyme hits |
Got a towel, better throw it in Frontline bangin', P, cover me I’m goin' in War path is bloody, damaged from one sword stroke |
48 tracks to slide and the board broke |
What it do, coke kilogram crew (what up?) |
The bars is barbaric, Encino Man 2 |
Paul Bunyan on the corner with the onion |
In the booth I’m the dragon breathin' fire out the dungeon |
Fuck a metaphor, fuck you think the metal for |
Put the mic down, fuck rap, peddle raw |
Street fighter, Juxx strike like Bison |
The nigga ghostwriting for Price on Mic Tyson |