Stfu, Pt. 2 Lyrics - Sean Price

All I do is rap and rhyme 

I don't know today's math, don't keep track of time 

Universal beat down, beat down your universe 

Sean P AKA you the worst 

The best rapper, the worst rapper 

The sket clapper, the purse snatcher 

The neck snapper, the Earth slapper 

This your man Sean 

The opposite of a fucking Duran Duran song 

That nigga soft with the wack shit 

My raps slap the Earth off of its axis 

You dealing with a motherfucking boss, you bastard 

Niggas die when I'm raising my voice a ratchet 

Motherfucker, do you 

Form a fan, cast it, smacked posted on YouTube 

P, I spray the gat at your ride 

Sean Price the greatest rapper alive 

Shut the fuck up 

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The first verse uno, second verse dos 

First verse is bueno, the next one is boss 

Back when Milk was chilling 

My man smoked a bag of dust and killed his children 

No fucking around, no Wilt the stilting 

Niggas that's off balance gets killed for tilting 

I bang burners at bitches that's built for building 

Cover your Ralph Tresvant, quilt your feelings 

Photos 

Too hot, take off the hot sweater 

Expose a lot of chedder, get popped with a hot Beretta 

African boss Mandela 

Idi Amin when smoking the ya mean 

Clutching the pound 

Then I start waving my arms and fucking around 

Niggas stop playing with Sean, listen 

I spit prison imam bars 

That'll put you in a ER, pa 

Shut the fuck up