Foul Monday - D.L.F lyrics

[Verse 1: Sean Price] Ungodly, a main heathen The lead to the ham n egger, Bobby the Brain Heenan Dead you and your man endeavors robbery brain's beat in Remember me, P, Sean is the main reason Cross my heart, hope to die Smoke a guy, coroner will bow your tie Looking like the Nation of Islam I'm crooked, slice your face to a jigsaw Zip up your lip paw Understand Sean is the sh** paw El Duque, Tuesday with a zip car The best rapper you never heard about But the word is out that Sean is about to turn it out Shooting bars is the plan Or sellling some coke to folks, superstar Billy Graham P, nobody can rap better The black leather goose down, pound in the black sweater [Verse 2: Foul Monday] Pardon my co*kiness, hotter than the obvious I ain't got to say too much, leave it to my lobbyist I want pieces of everything like a Communist I will never stop 'til I reach my f**ing accomplishments I'm cool like I'm hot food with the condiments n***as' baby mommas want Monday in they esophagus You ain't got to give me my propers for all my properness The populous feel me regardless if I'm anonymous A powerful pusher, my paragraphs prowess Pack punches harder than pistols and paralyze cowards Foul marijuana be the loudest Defcon the page in a rage 'til I crumble the freedom towers Head up in the clouds, feet up in the lawn chair Feeling like a king and I don't see no Lebrons here Peezy you know there's nothing you know to compare Bad man bully you fully don't want a wrong here [Verse 3: RIM] I hear you square n***as f**ing around, I got around But the only ring is a ding coming off the pound I'm on point like syringes for the digits Open and shut case, a snitch is the hinges Yeah, bar gator devour haters Cause all you weak-hearted and look at your pace maker Water based, see through 'em like women lace Pick a pace, I run through 'em like Castle burgers and shakes Good feel, raw lines like fish scale Out of control on the track, I fish tail Catch me on some 'Lo sh**, I get fly But if I'm calling you out on your sh** don't get fly Whenever I drew it was noble like Ali Don't get your head twisted thinking everything is irie Yeah, they feeding into the hype Cause NY Radioshack stereotypes, ya f*ggots [Verse 4: Royal Flush] I'm a drug dealer's nightmare Pick up my coke weighing fish scale Million dollar wrist wear when I spit it, it skip gears High like the d**h chair, you die with your nurse here sh**, I'm off the ropes, call me Ric Flair Your b**h mouth, use it as a day care This my park, can't play here Your talking real loud now that jake's here This sh** on my hip'll lay a lion down and a bear Facts [Sample] This is beautiful, what is that, velvet?