Sean Price - Knock Em Out The Box lyrics

[Sample] Master P's in the house [Intro: Sean Price] P! Earatik Statik, what it do [Verse 1: Sean Price] Earth shattering, first the verse battering Wrong colors on your turf, trafficking What up? Sean the name you n***as ain't ready for War, beef in these streets, and plus these metaphors Sean's the bomb, Lebanon, Decepticon Most high, most fly, bowtie like Farrakhan All praises due to Allah You have no idea what I'll do to you par Listen, your face look like steak with the A1 sauce When the God let the AR off , lets eat I ain't a rapper that will battle on smack I'm the rapper with the gat on your hat Yo, rap prime minister, so sick sinister Forward for a high punch, b**h that's how I finish ya My rap's too slick, my gun's shoot sh** Earatik Statik, n***a that's magic in the mix Don't make the God pop out led City of God, I'll "Knockout Ned" Motherf**er [Hook:] Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box [Verse 2:] If these gats tickle beanies they be doubling D's With Sean P on the team trouble travels in threes Get rough motherf**er, we can saddle this beef For you tough motherf**ers we can battle and beef I'll hit ya, split ya, lift ya hard enough to rattle your teeth f**in' ya up, numbin' your yaps, spit beef Fumbling, stumbling, have you gumming your raps I'm not the type to talk when you wait in the place I'm the type that just might show up to your place Come in and kick it with you, put two in your face Tie you up, beat you down, and then head for the safe I do walk with Jesus, but keep a nine on my waist And i'll smack the Bejesus out along with the taste See I'll run in your house and put a gun in your mouth For nothing less than the fact that you was running your mouth I'm like the crack Globetrotter, the black Muhammad Ali Got the bong diggy ziggy plus the bomb itchy [?] Finger on the trigger in figure to move the Prada [Hook:] Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box [Verse 3:] My heat settling, Silence your lambs like Ritalin Prime time or late night like Dave Letterman Razor sharp rhymes, sever the head every man Crush upcoming acts, retire great veterans I know it's hard but all praise due to the God Study a learn what I could do to you par Listen, I'm laced with napalm, to blaze your face off Leave no traces where your features belong, that's heat No, I'm not the kind to forget what you said Yes, the tool's co*ked back to pop led in your head [?] that fitted cap, right in front of the crib Dismember your a** then bury the gat under the shed We the nicest out, f** what you hear, f** what they said Earatik and Sean P, we the illest that lived Fixed like a needle in your vain, making your temperature boil I'm a master with my craft plus a n***a street loyal We drop hits that rock charts consecutively My n***as its got to be Earatik and Sean P [Hook:] Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box, G Knock 'em out the box