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Soul Perfect
Sean Price/Royal Flush/ILLA GHEE
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And you're listening to Funk and 4-5
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George Papadopoulos
Monotonous, botanist, apocalypse, proper shit
Chocolate doctor, the doctor, the document
Drop a bitch, pop a clip, stop it, bitch
P, I'm one of the best, whoever is better
I bet a buck fifty, you can't fuck with me
The loud sniper, the crowd hyper
The tall can of Spam in your fam' ham, the 'Dam now cipher
Give Sean love, give Sean drugs
Defiant, I slam giants, Big John Studd
.38 Long drawn and pop at the perpetrator
Rae Dawn Chong, get the chopper with Schwarzenegger
The man so disciplined
Spaced out, black Lando Calrissian
You see Sean bomb cats
Scientifically, three, two, one, contact
Decipher the cipher, I write with a lighter
Titty biter, see, I fight with the fire
Like Pryor, my prior is barbed wire
The wire and the drug supplier, sapphire, I'm the Messiah
Black Meyer Lansky, my vocals are a cotton candy
Wrestle with life, turn savage, I'm like Randy
My culture I cultivate, condemn what I contemplate
I castrate the whole North America's body weight
Crumble your jaw and I shatter your lobby
I'm Bobby Fischer, bar for bar and body for body
Iller, crazy as a kamikaze, human molly
Pissing on the paparazzi, have you Luca Brasi
I got the aura of a Maserati, hot a toddy
Infuriate the mechanism of your social posse
This is written, homicide with a mission
This is diction, raising the bar and I raise suspicion, Illa
Look, Flush is a smooth operator
And still run in your crib with the hammer, annihilate ya
And violate ya, throw your body off of the skyscraper
I want paper, seen teams fall from one hater
Or one traitor, keep a black mask like Darth Vader
I'll be right back like The Terminator
And keep a MAC on me like bitches that wear makeup
You lil' stupid motherfucker, get your weight up
You eating out a bowl, get your plate up
And I ain't trying to let the FBI take us
With more jewelry on my neck than Jacob
And still be on the island, on the VI with a razor
I started from the projects, now a nigga own acres
Staple your center like you play for the Lakers
Shit, man, I'm what a boss look like
Got too many guns in my life just to fistfight, facts
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