Bars Of Death

Lyrics

[Intro: Poison Pen] Sean P Poison Pen Swave Sevah Son of the one arm man The money shot, nigga Kimbo Price, nigga Lennox Ave, nigga NA rock, nigga This all I need right here son What up! [Verse One: Poison Pen] Give me the pussy, the money, the mic and I'm straight Pass the fully, the rum, no ice, and I'm great Bed-Stuy brawny, Bed-Stuy bruising One man bless the army with that lead pipe music We ain't in the same game, you see these suckers? Now it's cool to play lame, fucking busters Things changed, why these little niggas dressing like Dwyane Wayans? Select few of these dudes will move me When I hit you, you sound like coward do in a movie Nah you can't allude from the two piece That's how I do nigga sue me Run all up on your set with such timing Dump 'em all off with your sket and clutch iron He gonna be on the news if son try me Bleed all over your jewels, they blood diamonds [Verse Two: Swave Sevah] Bars of death, flow fire, verse char your flesh It's terror whenever Sevah and the Gods connect Open season homie guard your neck See it's kill or be killed, don't be the one we target next Too late, remove safety, aim steady, semi blam Declaring war on any man in skinny pants Walk with a torch and a bucket of ether For the next nigga I see with his jeans tucked in his sneakers I'm old school, brutality rap Knifes to your nostrils, nigga run your salary cap There's a difference, talk shit 'cause your battery charged Me, I talk shit and then catch a battery charge Sweet threats, I won't just insult ya Pull the sket you better jet or end up like Jett Travolta Brooklyn bullies and Harlem vikings I'm [?], slaughter your squad like spartans fighting [Verse Three: Sean Price] I be the fear factor, the rapper Come back here, smack your ear Take your Jack Herer, smoke in the clear wrapper You punk's sweet, you food Lunch meat, I'm rude Dump heat, leave you slumps sleep, nigga you're drooled Fuck you and the crackers that own you I own two, guns that will pop off your crown and dethrone you Abdul-Jabbar versus Mugsy Malone you I don't know what that mean, but you know what I mean when I told you I'm old school, new school, I'm a drop out Got my GED back in the game, now pull your guap out Opt out your contract, pop out the crons clap a nigga Let the motherfuckers know that Sean's back My president is black, the cocaine is white The nine nickel plated, nigga who fixing the fight Sean Price, a motherfucking, motherfucker Motherfucker [Outro: Sample]