Beyond The Gates Of Pain
    (专辑: Legacy Of Blood - 2004)
    
    Yeah, let's do it right this time  Jedi Mind tricks, Sean P 
 Straight up! Let's go!  Yeah! (haha)   [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?  Niggas like what's the 
matter with Sean?  I'm like "Nothing, just thinking 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 thirty-two, but the 
gauge is 12  In the 
fifth for these funny niggas; Dave Chappelle  When Run-DMC was fucking 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 fucking arms, sold the 
gauge for bail  Beat the 
case, got my big gauge back as well  With rap, you can sing such amazing tales, nigga  Ya'll niggas bust my web  Heat pop, niggas cut ya dreads, cuz ya'll scared  Rocking and rolling, guns and roses  Pockets is swollen, son is holding  Sean P, I'm the 
master of ceremony  That's blasting at every phony ass rapper that ever know me  Niggas act like they ready for war  Get slapped with the 
tool, wake up bitch, get ready for school, one   [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 rumble with the 
bats or the 
long pipes  Vinnie Paz, it's a 
wrap, with Sean Price   I'm more powerful than Gargamel, guard ya grill  And you'll be starved 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'mma 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  Selling bags of that raw shit filled with salt  I 
kill ya thoughts, with a 
nine MA eagle  Make me sick to my stomach, like ya'll gay people  I'mma slay evil, that's what Allah likes  Vinnie Paz, Jedi Mind Tricks, 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 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 rumble with the 
bats or the 
long pipes  Vinnie Paz, it's a 
wrap, with Sean Price