[Verse 1]
b**h harm me, the Swiss army knife in my hand
Know thes sh** corny, but it can end the life of ya famn***as know Sean nice with the hands, watch me punch up your face
Dig in your pockets, leave you right where you stand
Got a, dime b**h that live in Japan
Black belt, s** dick, chop bricks with her hand
Arigato, Sean Price slick like el gato
Three piece suit in the booth, ain't sh** cute
Might, smack off half your smile, go to court with a suit
Smack the other half, after trial
Plead the fifth, y'all n***as plead the eighth
Don't leave your face f**ed up, now your knees is scraped, I'm buggin'
E-pills, mushrooms, and dust
Got that n***a Sean Price in the mood to bust
Sean P., the motherf**ing all time great
New York to NC n***a, the all rhyme state
[Hook: Tek (Sean Price)]
From, coast to coast, he traveled the land
Left footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the magnum deliver
In his presence, phony rappers will shiver
It's (Sean P), six ' one, weighing an even 200
Lord help you if you double stacked up and blunted
It's (Sean P), under rated, best in the game
Allow me to tell these onion heads, what's ya name (Sean P)
[Verse 2]
Motherf**ers ain't as nice as me
And if they is, they would've been Sean
That's f**ed up for you, you should of been on
Rappin' again, punk rappers need to grab up a pen
Write some ill sh**, n***a, and let the madness begin
Rhymin' for dough, no money, pa, rhyming for do'
No partners, just P, I'm lighting the show
n***as said I lost my image, when I cut off my dreads
But I'm the nicest n***a out duke, f** what you said
Let it be known, gold ring embedded with stone
So when I punch you in the head, the sh**'ll dent up your domen***as running up, asking bout Rock, I send your a** to heaven
Motherf**er, ask God about 'Pac
Ask about B.I.G., motherf**er ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers can't fight, so they rap about guns
[Hook]