Church lyrics

[Intro: Sean Price]
P!
Heltah Skeltah, uh-huh
Loudmouf Choir
Tommy Tee!
Yeah, what up
Ayo, listen

[Verse 1: Sean Price + Rockness Monsta + Loudmouf Choir]
Big word halitosis, multiple scoliosis
Doctor Kill, giving the rap dosage
Postage, stamped signed sealed delivered
Distributed through the hood, muthaf*cka, what's good?
Exciting, unorthodox, biting, ought to stop fighting
f*ck it, now I'm forced to box
You got, 22 tattoos, you 2Pac
A tad too much, touched like 2Pac, duke that sucks
Smack saliva out the side of ya' face
I ain't tryna be rude, but duke you food so I gotta make grace, Choir
Jesus Price has all the time
Yeah, all praises due to the rhyme
Y'all n*ggas is foul, f*ck it Sean'll shoot two from the line
Two for the nine, I leave lead in ya' jaw
Yo Rock these n*ggas ain't ready for war, let 'em know
I told n*ggas, these rookies ain't ready for retardation
In it's realest form, in rap and this street car racing
Rebellious rhetoric, heat start blazing
After that, I seen Caucasians, in the streets all taping sh*t up
They could be trying to piece y'all faces back together
You keep on playing, you hear?
Yeah, Loudmouf Choir, Luga Lifta the name
The word-a-matician magician David Blaine'in' your chain
P!
[Chorus: Loudmouf Choir]
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head
You wear a suit and tie when you're dead
And eat soup with the noodles and eggs
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head
You wear a suit and tie when you're dead
And eat soup with the noodles and eggs

[Verse 2: Rockness Monsta + Sean Price + Loudmouf Choir]
Ok, new word, respeckanize my gangstafication and g-dentials
A sket'll fire, bang in ya' face through ya' Jeep window
Get ya' window shot up, in a residential area
And left, f*ck a ocean and cement shoes
This time it's the principality, punk
You a point to prove, put the pistol back, you'se a punk
Push your sh*t all the way off, a producer para-loser
Yeah pus*y, that's you, chump
All that yackety yacking ya' teeth, where the animals be
You get your ass beat badily Bradiley, P!
Al Katraz and the Beast Master, take a stab at me
Be all kind of red dots on ya' face like bad acne
Nappy piece to be praying for y'all n*ggas
While I'm getting my vulture on, preying on y'all b*tches, Choir
Ruck, Rock, Ruck and roll, get you both on this collar hydro
Yeah, that's how I got my Bronx b*tch, she breakdance and bomb trains
The b*tch be pop-locking while giving me bomb brain
Ask if she you [?] banger and she go all way
She gon', go where I say and she know where y'all stay, suckas
Yeah, y'all n*ggas ready to die, blast the sket
And then you realize, ain't no f*cking life after death
Smash your chest, with a f*cking medicine ball
You think you nice but I'm better than y'all
Listen, Tommy Tee on the beat, Loudmouf is the Choir
Heltah Skeltah on they job, and you f*ckas is fired
Rock
And the fire supplier, forget your squad
n*gga I'm dope like the tits on Oz, get your nod on
[Chorus: Loudmouf Choir]
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head
You wearing suits and a towel on your head
And eat soup with the noodles and eggs
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head
You wearing suits and a towel on your head
And eat soup with the noodles and eggs