Sean Price Onion Head Lyrics

[Sean Price]
b____ harm me, the swiss army knife in my hand
Know that s___ corny, but it can end the life of ya fam
n____z know Sean nice with the hands, watch me punch up your face
Dig in your pockets, leave you right where you stand
Gotta, dime b____ that live in j__an
Black belts, suck d___, chop bricks with her hand
Arigato, Sean Price slick like el gato
Three piece suit in the booth, ain't s___ cute
Might, smack off half your smile, go to court with a suit
Smack the other half, after trial
Plead the fifth, y'all n____z plead the eighth
Don't leave your face f___ed up, now your knees is scraped, I'm buggin'
E-pills, mushrooms, and dust
Got that n____ Sean Price in the mood to bust
Sean P., the m_________in' all time great
New York, the M.C. n____, the all rhyme state

[Chorus: Tek (Sean Price)]
From, coast to coast, he traveled the land
Left footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the magnum deliver
In his presence, holding rappers for shiver
It's (Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an even 200
Lord help you if you double stacked up and blunted
It's (Sean P), under rated, best in the game
Allow me to tell these onion heads, what's ya name (Sean P)

[Sean Price]
m_________ers ain't as nice as me
And if they is, they wouldn't been Sean
That's f___ed up for you, you should of been on
Rappin' again, punk rappers need to grab up a pen
Write some ill s___, n____, and let the madness begin
Rhymin' for dough, no money, pa, rhyming for dough
No partners, just P, I'm lightin' the show
n____z said I lost my image, when I cut off my dreads
But I'm the nicest n____ out duke, f___ what you said
Let it be known, gold ring embedded with stone
So when I punch you in the head, the s___'ll dent up your dome
n____z runnin' up, askin' bout Rock, I send y'all wacks to heaven
m_________er, ask God about 'Pac
Ask about B.I.G., m_________er ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers can't fight, so they rap about guns one

[Chorus]
From, coast to coast, he traveled the land
Left footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the magnum deliver
In his presence, holding rappers for shiver
It's (Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an even 200
Lord help you if you double stacked up and blunted
It's (Sean P), under rated, best in the game
Allow me to tell these onion heads, what's ya name (Sean P)