Price & Shining Armor lyrics

[Intro: Sean Prince]
Yo! Listen...

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
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-crunchin' Mickey the gypsy needed a caravan
Half-man half-amazing, Mandela
You know the flow is so hard, tell her, Duck Down
Is the label, but - f*ck a record deal
Broke after I smoke and the motherf*cking sucker meal
P! Keep ignorin' my sh*t, B
I'll punch your sh*t off like the Story of Ricky
All in my face like a rap battle
f*ck 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 n*gga, Caesar home

[Verse 2: Sean Price & Ruste Juxx]
Verse two, sunroof casket for the earth dirt view
Work wet, wet work with the sket wet, who?
Vest protect chest, but never ya neck duke
Dave Tua, fist of rage, I wave Rugers
Engage shooters in battles, better behave, junior
Aiyo, kill noid paragraph, crack ground, shatter glass
Ill boy, Madagas', b*tch with a fatter ass
Top on the rooftop, spit shine my sh*t
Pitch grind my strip, switch crime rhyme hits
Got a towel, better throw it in
Front line banging, P, cover me I'm going 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 breathing fire out the dungeon
f*ck a metaphor, f*ck you think the metal for
Put the mic down, f*ck rap, peddle raw
Street fighter, Juxx strike like Bison
The n*gga ghostwriting for Price on Mic Tyson