words from the great don rocco
kindness is not weakness
not beating your bitch ass bloody is not easy
so when your ass fall to the asphalt
just remember it's your dumb ass fault
that all
karma karma chameleon
change up
come back
run up on 'em and kill 'em
put one in the ceiling
a wonderful feelin'
the sweetest joy next to gettin' pussy
could be the same
i'm gon' get ya pussy
niggas is cookies
i'm a monster
rock-ness or wookie
call me chew-rock-a
chew block up
block up
bitch don't push me
no star wars
no celebrity death match
well bet that celebrities get clapped
who said that?
rock filthy but not guilty
i ain't goin' nowhere unless ya'll kill me
fuck all that top 5 emcee shit
bitch
i'm the best emcee that empty clips
let's go!
somebody gonna die
i can hear it
somebody 'bout to see somebody's spirit
1-2-3
resuscitation
clear it
and you are near it
somebody gonna die
i promise
promise
promise
any questions
concerns
or comments
comments
comments?
you want fame
go and leroy dance
i fold niggas
i and i ain't talkin b boy dance
the great houdini
my magic is bad
go to the funeral and saw the damn casket in half
so i cassette tape around you mouth and hands
not memorex i'm talkin' ounce and grams
certified gutta
ask about ya man
walk in your hood and make niggas bounce and scram
use my apex this is unsafe sex
you can stay stress
like waitin results of aids test
amazed yet? this is done without days rest
ace your h. lace like my pen through pages
hell summer time
snatch the cover of your stumbled mind
give my pounds like the button on the nine
stop at the drop of ten cent
the get cut the fuck up
like a body builders convention
somebody gonna die
i can hear it
somebody 'bout to see somebody's spirit
1-2-3
resuscitation
clear it
and you are near it
somebody gonna die
i promise
promise
promise
any questions
concerns
or comments
comments
comments?
six million ways to die
choose one
add sean price
that's like six million and one
i'm sick
iller with guns
thriller that kill ya for fun
9mm knock centimeters off of your son
my gun - dumb
loud
and short
i will shoot up your back and fuck up your lumbar support
listen
i shoot up your tires
i shoot up a tyrant
don't shoot yourself like dude from the giants
i might shoot a nigga for sayin' my name wrong
next time get it right
motherfucker
i'm sean price
predicate felon
two time loser
one more strike
it's life
damn right i'm a shooter
buddha bless bless
buddha the sket shooter
blam
blam the ruger
you red like
criminal rapper
original gun clapper
after i rap
nobody should rap after i clap ya
somebody gonna die
i can hear it
somebody 'bout to see somebody's spirit
1-2-3
resuscitation
clear it
and you are near it
somebody gonna die
i promise
promise
promise
any questions
concerns
or comments
comments
comments?