Onion Head

Onion Head Lyrics

(feat. Tek)

[Sean Price]
b**ch harm me, the swiss army knife in my hand
Know that sh*t corny, but it can end the life of ya fam
Niggaz know Sean nice with the hands, watch me punch up your face
Dig in your pockets, leave you right where you stand
Gotta, dime b**ch that live in Japan
Black belts, suck dick, chop bricks with her hand
Arigato, Sean Price slick like el gato
Three piece suit in the booth, ain't sh*t cute
Might, smack off half your smile, go to court with a suit
Smack the other half, after trial
Plead the fifth, y'all niggaz plead the eighth
Don't leave your face f**ked up, now your knees is scr*ped, I'm buggin'
E-pills, mushrooms, and dust
Got that nigga Sean Price in the mood to bust
Sean P., the motherf**kin' all time great
New York, the M.C. nigga, the all rhyme state
[Chorus: Tek (Sean Price)]
From, coast to coast, he traveled the land
Left footprints in grains of sand, it's
(Sean P) the soldier of force, the magnum deliver
In his presence, holding rappers for shiver
It's (Sean P), the six ' one, weighing an even 200
Lord help you if you double stacked up and blunted
It's (Sean P), under rated, best in the game
Allow me to tell these onion heads, what's ya name (Sean P)

[Sean Price]
Motherf**kers ain't as nice as me
And if they is, they wouldn't been Sean
That's f**ked up for you, you should of been on
Rappin' again, punk rappers need to grab up a pen
Write some ill sh*t, nigga, and let the madness begin
Rhymin' for dough, no money, pa, rhyming for dough
No partners, just P, I'm lightin' the show
Niggaz said I lost my image, when I cut off my dreads
But I'm the nicest nigga out duke, f**k what you said
Let it be known, gold ring embedded with stone
So when I punch you in the head, the sh*t'll dent up your dome
Niggaz runnin' up, askin' bout Rock, I send y'all wacks to heaven
Motherf**ker, ask God about 'Pac
Ask about B.I.G., motherf**ker ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers can't fight, so they rap about guns one

[Chorus]