STFU Part 2

[Verse 1]

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

'Fore a fan catch it, smacked posted on YouTube

P, I spray the gat at your ride

Sean Price the greatest rapper alive

Shut the fuck up

[Verse 2]

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

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