Smack Muzik

[Sean Price:]
 Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat
 Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets
 Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet
 Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week
 Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music
 That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music
 Act stupid like niggas in special ed
 Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head
 Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know
 Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro
 If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then
 I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow
 Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape
 It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase
 Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great
 You? You rap mild but ya cash is late
 Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley
 My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?
 Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood
 I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood
 [Chorus: Flood]
 Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama
 In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit
 Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type
 You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it
 Ya'll niggas ain't built like that
 Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?
 P, eat them niggas, feel that track
 Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga
 [Rock:]
 Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it
 For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid
 Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it
 End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too
 Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house
 We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul
 Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done
 I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em
 Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird
 They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word
 Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word
 Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first
 Terrorize you like my name Osama
 I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama
 That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem
 Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka
 I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps
 Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers
 Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama
 Monster, never seen one? I can show ya
 No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla
 Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur
 You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood