It’s Nothing Freestyle lyrics

[Verse]
Yo, I eat your food dawg, the Eukanuba chewer
Shooting my luger, you b*tch n*ggas know the maneuver
It's Sean Price, Dutch Master, rolling some stink dank
With a big gun and shells that'll pop at your think tank
Now back to the topic at hand, Glock in my hand
Pop it and scram, salat with Saddam
Mom's like "Leave them drugs alone boy, you gon' die."
That's the pot calling the kettle black I know her ass high
I'm sober
sh*t, Kennedy Fried Chicken specials come with free soda
You ball hurtin'
Leave a scar pa murkin'
Through the woods like LeVar Burton with his heart hurtin'

{heavy breathing}
Run n*gga run!

I beat on n*ggas
Get deep on n*ggas
Chew the concrete up and spit street on n*ggas
Never been to sleep with
I will creep on n*ggas
With the heat till they ride out the Jeep with n*ggas
First of all half these bast*rds gay
I should blast the trey
f*ck it, knock 'em out Cassius Clay
f*cking punks jump up to get beat down
The pump go dumping and throw heat down all on your mug
Sean Price showing all of your love
Black, whites, Canadians
Hindus, Jews, Japs and Arabians
Haitian n*ggas on the corner, sop I say
Cop that yay'
Get knocked guess it's not out Akh day
f*cking punks be fronting in the street now
Punks get lumped up in street now f*cking with Sean
Half the time I write but
Sometimes I'm wrong but
f*ck it's nothing I'm Sean
Motherf*cker yeah