Definition of God

Lyrics
[Intro: Sean Price] Yeah, uh Yo [Verse 1: Sean Price] Sean Price, King Kong in the place Big gun, watch the bullet bing bong in ya face Murdered the bastard, emergency surgery, plastic Face reconstruction when the 8 heating something, uh! Touch you bad when you hit with the hard hawk P! My knuckles drag when the God walk I ain't old school, I ain't new school I'm a dropout with the tool that pop out I'm the shit up in my hood I had three wishes; I wish that a nigga would Step to the God, when God step, I step on ya squad Imperius Rex the best, definition: The God I swing things hurtin' God body AKA the King James version Playing my shit, the same time, hating my shit Don't play with me bitch, I make your bitch play with my dick P [Chorus: Sean Price Cuts] I'm the King, ask Rock; there is none higher Th'fuck rhyme better than me? P, P, P! Nigga, I'm nothin' to play with Kneel down, kiss the ring Listen I'm the King, ask Rock; there is none higher The fuck rhyme better than me? P, P, P! Nigga, I'm nothin' to play with God body, AKA the King James version [Verse 2: Sean Price] I used to disperse raw Behind my mom's back and she lived on the first floor Hurt jaws, I hurt your feelings Feelings get hurt, gun burst and earth your ceiling, P! Appetite for destruction Savage life, might strike a dyke if you fronting Write something Never polite, ignite the mic, slice something Loot for a curl, rappin', actin' cute for a girl I 'url on you duke, now you be the Duke of the Earl Listen, don't make dollars that don't make sense I do make dollars, dumb bars don't make cents, uh! The education of Sean Price Dedication, the medication and long nights Smokin' the pancake Work on consignment, lot of dope for a handshake [Chorus: Sean Price Cuts] I'm, the King ask Rock; there is none higher Th'fuck rhyme better than me? P, P, P! Nigga, I'm nothin to play with Kneel down, kiss the ring Listen I'm, the King ask Rock; there is none higher Th'fuck rhyme better than me? P, P, P! Nigga, I'm nothin to play with God body, AKA the King James version THE CROWN IS MINE [Outro: Sean Price] I'm not your friend, dukes Don't talk to me like that Word...the "friend" thing? We're not friends... WE'RE NOT FRIENDS Be clear on that....clearly we're not... Stephen A Smith voice: Clearly we're not friends....clearly You being my friend is asinine, ass-a-ten, ass-eleven
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Credits
- Writers
- Sean Price
- Stu Bangas