Heltah Skeltah
Sean Wigginz
[Ruck]
Got all my Magnum n***as in here, word up
Sean PEEEEEEEEE
Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond
Word up, M-F-C
Hah, word up, yeah, yeah
Smack this n***a son, word up, hit him

Yo, n***as is pipsqueaks, thinkin sh*t's sweet
I come discrete, turn your a** into mincemeat
Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline
With the ba**line kick and snare, Duke I make your click aware
So please God, never say jack sh*t to Sean P
Before I launch three shots directly at your army
Word is bond, we be on some sh*t to the two-thou
Loose mouth n***as catch a hole in they goosedown
Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down
Down, down, down, down-down, down-down

Down-town, jumped off the train on Ebbets
Walkin down the street, bump into my n***a Kevin
Whattup Ruck? I ain't seen your a** in the Seven
You still bustin motherf**kin shots at the reverand?
Hell no I replied, elbows was applied
Til his monkey-a** pulled out the heat, step aside

Oh sh*t yo wha**up wha**up
Yo son, yo, OH-oahh!

*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*
*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*
*AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH*

F**k you shoot him for man? He just asked you a question
F**k that, don't ask no questions in my sh*t
Word is bond, I don't like that, yo word up
Yo f**k them, yo f**k you
F**k that cat, word up
Sean PEEEEEEEEEEEEE

*THIS, IS THE DIARY OF SEAN WIGGINZ*
*RECOGNIZE, MOTHERF**KER*
*USE YOUR HEAD FOR MORE THAN A F**KIN HATRACK*
*PUNK MOTHERF**KERS, WORD UP*
*M-F-C, FOR LIFE!*