Definition of God lyrics

by

Styles P


[Intro: Sean Price]
Yeah, uh
Yo

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Sean Price, King Kong in the place
Big gun, watch the bullet bing bong in ya face
Murdered the bast*rd, emergency surgery, plastic
Face reconstruction when the 8 heating something, uh!
Touch you bad when you hit with the hard hawk
P! My knuckles drag when the God walk
I ain't old school, I ain't new school
I'm a dropout with the tool that pop out
I'm the sh*t up in my hood
I had three wishes; I wish that a n*gga would
Step to the God, when God step, I step on ya squad
Imperius Rex the best, definition: The God
I swing things hurtin'
God body AKA the King James version
Playing my sh*t, the same time, hating my sh*t
Don't play with me b*tch, I make your b*tch play with my di*k
P

[Chorus: Sean Price Cuts]
I'm the King, ask Rock; there is none higher
Th'f*ck rhyme better than me?
P, P, P!
n*gga, I'm nothin' to play with
Kneel down, kiss the ring
Listen
I'm the King, ask Rock; there is none higher
The f*ck rhyme better than me?
P, P, P!
n*gga, I'm nothin' to play with
God body, AKA the King James version
[Verse 2: Sean Price]
I used to disperse raw
Behind my mom's back and she lived on the first floor
Hurt jaws, I hurt your feelings
Feelings get hurt, gun burst and earth your ceiling, P!
Appetite for destruction
Savage life, might strike a dyke if you fronting
Write something
Never polite, ignite the mic, slice something
Loot for a curl, rappin', actin' cute for a girl
I 'url on you duke, now you be the Duke of the Earl
Listen, don't make dollars that don't make sense
I do make dollars, dumb bars don't make cents, uh!
The education of Sean Price
Dedication, the medication and long nights
Smokin' the pancake
Work on consignment, lot of dope for a handshake

[Chorus: Sean Price Cuts]
I'm, the King ask Rock; there is none higher
Th'f*ck rhyme better than me?
P, P, P!
n*gga, I'm nothin to play with
Kneel down, kiss the ring
Listen
I'm, the King ask Rock; there is none higher
Th'f*ck rhyme better than me?
P, P, P!
n*gga, I'm nothin to play with
God body, AKA the King James version
THE CROWN IS MINE

[Outro: Sean Price]
I'm not your friend, dukes
Don't talk to me like that
Word...the "friend" thing?
We're not friends...
WE'RE NOT FRIENDS
Be clear on that....clearly we're not...
Stephen A Smith voice:
Clearly we're not friends....clearly
You being my friend is asinine, ass-a-ten, ass-eleven
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