[Intro]
Yeah, let’s do it right this time
Jedi Mind Tricks, Sean P
Straight up! Let’s go!
Yeah! (haha)

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Yes, just confess, the best is I
Leave you stretched from the sket in Bedford-Stuy
Would've let you jet but I bet if I
Did that like a rat, you testify?
N***as like what's the matter with Sean?
I'm like, "Nothing, just thinkin' of a verse that can shatter the song"
Foreign bitches know the stamina strong
20 G's for the pictures, stay in the country, so I married the mob
Sean's 32, but the gauge is 12
In the fifth for these funny n***as; Dave Chappelle
When Run-DMC was fuckin' Raising Hell
I was on the run from D's, these raised in Hell
Kinda broke, couldn't raise the bell
Called my man, he broke two fuckin' arms, sold the gauge for bail
Beat the case, got my big gauge back as well
With rap, you can sing such amazing tales, n***a
Y'all n***as bust my web
Heat pop, n***as cut ya dreads, 'cause y'all scared
Rockin' and rollin', Guns N' Roses
Pockets is swollen, son is holding
Sean P, I'm the master of ceremony
That's blastin' at every phony ass rapper that ever know me
N***as act like they ready for war
Get slapped with the tool, wake up bitch, get ready for school, one
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
We in this game for the money and the long life
Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
We can rumble with the bats or the long pipes
Vinnie Paz, it's a wrap, with Sean Price
We in this game for the money and the long life
Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
We can stab you in the back with a long knife
We can clap you with a MAC, put you on ice

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I'm more powerful than Gargamel, guard ya grill
And you'll be scarred and killed
It's hard to build, when God reveal
That you eat lard for meals
So as the saga builds, we need raw shit
We need EPMD to drop more shit
The hardcore shit, bang out, bust a gat
The '84 shit, hang out, hustle crack
We build and we destroy until the Sun drop
Until we hear the sounds of the last gun shot
But I'ma ride until the wheels fall off
'Til the high in these last few pills wear off
You failed with frost, pussy rap, filled and crossed
Sellin' bags of that raw shit filled with salt
I kill your thoughts with a nine MA eagle
Make me sick to my stomach, like y'all gay people
I'ma slay evil, that's what Allah likes
Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks, Sean Price
[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]
We in this game for the money and the long life
Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
We can rumble with the bats or the long pipes
Vinnie Paz, it's a wrap, with Sean Price
We in this game for the money and the long life
Whether we battle with the gats or it's all mics
We can stab you in the back with a long knife
We can clap you with a MAC, put you on ice

[Outro]
My n***a Stoupe on the beats
We keeping it moving out here