Alright now, pay attention to the god body Sean P Smackin' you niggers with the sket kid Sean, illest nigger to, smack earth, wind and fire And make ya'll nigga straight retire You get mad glory, and your flow is mad corney You're tight-ass clothes put you in the fag category You're funny style like Brad's brother Corey You;re broker than a fuckin' joke, like half on a 40 I blast on a shorty, young and out of his mind Get your snot-box rocked in the box that's pine Flesh, turn to maggots and worms just like swine I'll kill ya whole squad pa with just one line I'm god, cypher divine, all tight with the rhyme A weirdo, I hear those lines, waste of time Y'all can't fuck around with pa, please It's the G.O.D (father god P ? )
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