Текст песни: Sean Price - Brokest Rapper You Know

[Sean Price]
It go, Frederick Douglas, Nat Turner
Ku Klux Klan, big black burner
Ashtray, cigarette butts
Box cutter gem star, watch this nigga get cut
Ten dollars, two tokens
Friends hollerin`, "Yo, what you smoking?"
I reply with, "none of ya biz"
It`s father`s day and I ain`t get shit from none of my kids
Listen, liquor store, let me get a fifth
Weed spots, let me get a spliff
Mad as hell, plus I`m frustrated
Last album came out, you motherfucks hate it
Rock solo, Ruck broke
Here`s a hundred dollars, what a fucking joke
Eviction notice, yo, I gotta go
Album been out two months, ain`t did a fucking show
Ruckus, you ruined, I put the barrel to my dome
But what the fuck are you doing? Chill
Found a new way to build
Fuck rap, started selling 2-ways and pills
When the stomach growls, and the fridge there
And you starving, and ya kid`s there
It`s.... motherfuckin` critical pa
My pursuit of this rap, knew this straight trivial, pa
Niggaz all pray loyal, til yet, they all jet
When they fuckin` with a four dollar royalty check
And if you feel me, act like you know
Sincerly yours, the brokest rapper you know, Sean P

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[Sean Price]
It go, Frederick Douglas, Nat Turner
Ku Klux Klan, big black burner
Ashtray, cigarette butts
Box cutter gem star, watch this nigga get cut
Ten dollars, two tokens
Friends hollerin`, "Yo, what you smoking?"
I reply with, "none of ya biz"
It`s father`s day and I ain`t get shit from none of my kids
Listen, liquor store, let me get a fifth
Weed spots, let me get a spliff
Mad as hell, plus I`m frustrated
Last album came out, you motherfucks hate it
Rock solo, Ruck broke
Here`s a hundred dollars, what a fucking joke
Eviction notice, yo, I gotta go
Album been out two months, ain`t did a fucking show
Ruckus, you ruined, I put the barrel to my dome
But what the fuck are you doing? Chill
Found a new way to build
Fuck rap, started selling 2-ways and pills
When the stomach growls, and the fridge there
And you starving, and ya kid`s there
It`s.... motherfuckin` critical pa
My pursuit of this rap, knew this straight trivial, pa
Niggaz all pray loyal, til yet, they all jet
When they fuckin` with a four dollar royalty check
And if you feel me, act like you know
Sincerly yours, the brokest rapper you know, Sean P

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