Sean Price - Title Track lyrics

rate me

[Sean Price]Yeah, P!!I'm the best in the borough, I'm the best in the cityI'm the best of the state, and the rest of you fakesDon't question the Ape, throw the sket at your faceBang bang shoot 'em up, make a mess of the placeOh you a E head, oh you a weed headI got a big gun, bigger than Maxi Priest dreadsFuck a rhyme though I'm, back on my grind modeMe and my connect we keepin it kosher like +Shyne Po+How that nine go? (BLAOW!) Where your guns at?Fakin moves, 80's fool, he a lunch packThis a dumb rap, but I can rap smarterThe educated rapper, the African GodfatherJust shoot and spray, Ruck bumayeMandingo warrior, from the AlajufrayY'all niggaz know the flow is weak and your bitch suck dick for show ticketsP!!Yo; you a battle rapper, you be rappin in battlesI shoot your shit up, Duke it's a wrap for the battleNiggaz yap and they tattle, it's a wrap when I catch youChrome to your eyefold, you got clapped at your appleI'm God's favorite, I'm flagrant, the arms facinI'm breakin your arms while niggaz rapin your moms nakedP forever, I'm better, the wordsmithLyrically Michael the Tyson, you Trevor the Berbick... Smack a nigga on sight B... Adidas track suit with NikesMean muggin who? Your jeans colorfulRainbow Brite, good night, I can't fuck with youYou a lame homey, do ya thing homeyPut your head between your legs and do your thing homeyLiterally - y'all niggaz is bitch boysThe last LP, I quit boy - P!!