Church
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[Sean Price]
Ayo, listen
Big word halitosis, multiple scoliosis
Doctor Kill, giving the rap dosage
Postage stamped, signed, sealed, delivered
Distributed through the hood, muthafucka, what's good?
Exciting, unorthodox, biting, ought to stop fighting
Fuck it, now I'm forced to box
You got 22 tattoos, you 2Pac a tad too much,
Touch like 2Pac, dude, that sucks
Smack saliva, out the side of ya face, I ain't trying to be rude
But dude, you food, so I gotta make grace, choir --
(Jesus Price has all the time)
Yeah, all praises due to the rhyme, ya'll niggas is foul
Fuck it, Sean'll shoot two from the line
Two for the nine, I leave lead in ya jaw
Yo Rock these niggas ain't ready for war, let 'em know
[Rock]
I told 'em, these niggas ain't ready for retardation
In it's realest form in rap, this street car racing
Rebellious, rederic, heat start blazing
After that, I seen Caucasians, in the streets all taping shit up
They could be trying to piece ya'll faces back together
You keep on playing, you hit
[Sean Price]
Yeah, The Loudmouf Choir, luger lifting your name
The word-a-matician, magician, David Blaine on your chain
[Chorus 2x: Loudmouf Choir]
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head
You wearing suits and a tie when your dead
And eating soup with the noodles and eggs
[Rock]
Ok, new word, respecanize my gangstafication and g-dentials
You scared to fire, banging your face through ya Jeep window
Get ya window shot up, in a residential area
And left, fuck a ocean and sea, meant you
This time it's the principality, punk
You a point to prove, put the pistol back, you'se a punk
Push your shit all the way off, or producer para-loser
Yeah, pussy, that's you, chump
All that yackety yackety, your teeth, where the animals be
You get your ass beat, baddily, gradilly, P, Alkatraz
And the Beast Master, take a stab at me
The O'Connor red dots on ya face like bad acne
Nappy piece to be praying for yall niggas
While I'm getting my vulture on, preying on ya'll bitches, choir
(Ruck, Rock, Ruck N Roll,???????????)
Yeah that's how I got my Bronx bitch, she breakdance and bomb trains
The fifty pop blocker, while giving me bomb brains
?????????, and she go all way
She gone, go where I say, she know where ya'll stay, suckas
[Sean Price]
Yeah, ya'll niggas 'ready to die', blast the sket
And then you realize, ain't no fucking 'life after death'
Smash your chest with a fucking medicine ball
You think you nice, but I'm better than ya'll
Listen, Tommy Tee on the beat, Loudmouf is the Choir
Heltah Skeltah on they job, and you fuckas is fired
[Rock]
The fire supplier, forget your squad
Nigga, I'm dope like the tits on Oz, get your nod off
[Chorus 2x: Loudmouf Choir]
Oops upside your head, we smack you oops upside your head
You wearing suits and a tie when your dead
And eating soup with the noodles and eggs
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