Låttexter: Sean Price. How The Gods Chill.

Yo, real?still jackson, zigmaster ? gonna fuck your lanes faster
sick actors, sick ? 10 bastards, fatherless walk around when we talking here
shit, i ain't nothing to play with, ask your curricular stick in the ? king spin
? is weak my ? is strong
what shot have a nigger say you quicker than trey songz
you would think i am ? jackson, caught in the ? extraction
i am the fucker depleter, 22? not to fuck with the system
sean price, ?cornelius ?
adapt to with, you motherfuck you witness my music ?

you can tell me nothing i came from nothing motherfucker know i'm something ill?
still know how the gods chill
listen the sound of gods chill?brown fill
..going back
? i would take long walks in the ?
i take young girls in the car from hill pops
straight young girls to the ? chill stop
?bills block
phenomenal john amen, she called ? she blunt ?
i'm getting toll back?money got niggers funny, broke back mountain
rock the rap, rap the rock, ? i sell rocks in the ? on the block
jacking for a trades heroine crack haize
spent ? with your head off, fucking ?
man animal, ? roll rap car jack nigger hit me the keys
please adapt to it, motherfuck you witness rap music

you can tell me nothing i came from nothing motherfucker know i'm something ill?
still know how the gods chill
listen the sound of gods chill?brown fill
..going back
you can never step with sean, ? step it
motherfucker fill the heat from the pistol
? the order i rock.