Definition of God

P, P, P! We’re not friends…
WE’RE NOT FRIENDS
Be clear on that….clearly we’re not…
The Stephen A Smith voice:
Clearly we’re not friends….clearly
You being my friend is asinine, ass-a-ten, ass-eleven Nigga, I’m nothin to play with
God body, AKA the King James version
THE CROWN IS MINE
–Outro: Sean Price–
I’m not your friend dukes
Don’t talk to me like that
Word…the friend thing? Nigga, I’m nothin to play with
Kneel down, kiss the ring
Listen
I’m, the King X Rock; there is none higher
Th’fuck rhyme better than me? Touch you bad when you hit with the hard hawk
P! Appetite for destruction
Savage life might strike a dyke if you fronting
Write something
Never polite, ignite the mic slice something
Loot for a curl, rappin’ at you; you cute for a girl
I ‘url on you duke, now you be the Duke of the Earl
Listen, don’t make dollars that don’t make sense
I do make dollars, dumb bars don’t make cents, uh! P, P, P! Lyrics to ‘Definition of God’ by Sean Price:

–Intro: Sean Price–
Yeah
Uh
Yaooo
–Verse 1: Sean Price-
Sean Price, King Kong in the place
Big gun, watch the bullet bing bong in ya face
Murdered the bastard, he murders the surgery plastic
Face reconstruction when the 8 heating something, uh! Nigga, I’m nothin to play with
God body, AKA the King James version
–Verse 2: Sean Price–
I used to dispurse raw
Behind my mom’s back and she lived on the first floor
Heard yours, I hurt your feelings
Feelings get hurt, gun burst and earth your ceiling, P! Nigga, I’m nothin to play with
Kneel down, kiss the ring
Listen
I’m, the King X Rock; there is none higher
The fuck rhyme better than me? P, P, P! The education of Sean Price
Dedication, the medication and long nights
Smokin’ the pancake
Work on consignment, lot of dope for a handshake
–Hook: Sean Price-less Cuts–
I’m, the King X Rock; there is none higher
Th’fuck rhyme better than me? P, P, P! My knuckles drag when the God walk
I ain’t old school, I ain’t new school
I’m a dropout with the tool that pop out
I’m the shit up in my hood
I had three wishes; I wish that a nigga would
Step to the God, when God step I step on ya squad
Imperius Rex the best, definition: The God
I swing things hurtin’
God body AKA the King James version
Playing my shit the same time hating my shit
Don’t play at me bitch, I make your bitch play with my dick
–Hook: Sean Price Cuts–
I’m, the King X Rock; there is none higher
Th’fuck rhyme better than me?

Ape in His Apex

Lyrics to ‘Ape in His Apex’ by Sean Price:

–Verse 1: Sean Price–
P! Maybe the best act
Nevermind that, shit don’t matter
Bet I rhyme clever lines, shit don’t matter
Every line except for mine, shit [?]
Forever I’m millimeter nine gorilla ether divine
Shit to share, shoot the fair, shot a gun
Shoot the shit ’til your shit shot, shoulda shot a fair one (Damn)
The nicest
Sean price is
An ape in his apex
–Chorus: Ruste Juxx–
Ape food
Bamboo shoots and fresh fruits
Termite larvae
Listen what the god say
Sing a sad song like Sade
(I’ma eat your food like this fucker an entree, P!)
–Verse 2: Ruste Juxx–
Ruste Juxx is an ape in his apex
Raw like my dick busting out of the latex
Spray tec’s out the grey Lex
Wet up your [?] wrecks
You exchange gay sex for paychecks
Sean Price shoot your guts in the gravel
Slugs got passports, bullets will travel
International live from Kingston Avenue
Stash roaches, rolled the blunt from the revenue
Sword stabbing you
Samurai, sensei
My hearts muy frio, the flow’s caliente
Your shit wackator
I might crack your jaw
Used to sell coke, pure white, called it Macklemore
Holes I rip in ’em
Deadly when I spit venom
Stomped the mud hole one pair of kicks in ’em
For hard bars this verse will get the most write ups
Son I’m nice, Sean Price is the ghostwriter
–Chorus: Ruste Juxx–
Ape food
Bamboo shoots and fresh fruits
Termite larvae
Listen what the god say
Sing a sad song like Sade
(I’ma eat your food like this fucker an entree, P!) All my niggas got a F on they jacket
Pistol pop pellets pierce through you and who’s on your fabrics
Goose feathers went everywhere, some of them shits bloody
New leather, the sweater you never can wear, judge me
Profiling, posted on the ave P in Polo
So silent, smoking on a bag of diesel dolo
Effervescent, refreshing, the best at
Sean shit good hood?

Dead or Alive

Don’t you ask me ’bout no rappers they can all die I’m beyond it
Black Mafia, Infamous, on that Mobb shit
Baby, you are now rocking with the best, we good regardless
–Verse 3: Styles P–
I hear you talking but it don’t mean shit
‘Cause niggas will pop on you like SEAL Team Six
Cheers to the killers in limousines
Those from Thailand with a ship through the Philippines
Soak the kerosene and thrown in the guillotine
Burnt with your head cut off, you don’t dream
You’re gelatin, my skeleton is like Wolverine’s
Your family come for revenge, blow ’em to smithereens
I’m like Morpheus on opiates
Matrix, facelift with the can opener
Gatling on the stand whenever the van open up
Doors slide, [?] hit your face like it’s rawhide
Bullets hit your teeth like it’s fluoride
I’ma bring you through hell, I’ll be the tour guide
So what you want the hawk or the .45? Lyrics to ‘Dead or Alive’ by Sean Price:

–Intro: Sean Price–
Yeah, P! (La musica de Harry Fraud)
I could tell by your beard you don’t love Allah
You got the Bryant Gumbel face
–Verse 1: Sean Price–
It go, waste removal, we dispose brothers
Embarrassing the family, Keyshia Cole mother
Man down, stand down, blam rounds
Have bitch niggas thinking that me and my camp clowns
Listen, Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey
I’m strangling brothers, I’m harming them daily
I shoot a fair one with a midget
Duke, I shoot an airgun at a pigeon
Shut the fuck up
Y’all niggas is bantamweights
Fucking with the white with the Tony Montana face
Andre Iguodala
I smack shit out of you, make your padre give me dollars
I’m not just a rapper I’m a pain of my trade
Abstract art, just throw a grenade to your brains
Word to me and mine
Every word from P divine
I smack shit out of niggas dressing like Key of Shinee
–Verse 2: Prodigy–
Yeah
The rap great, the beat crazy
On the daily, serve bullets across your temple get grazed it
Blood pouring out that vein, that’s not wavy
All I do in this world is get the money mainly
All I want in this world, my pretty [?]
Four pound in her Chanel clutch, yeah that’s sweet
For the life, I’ll put your brain next to your feet
Break all your toy soldiers and make it complete
Then take a couple double shots with the team
And party like it’s 2020 on the beach
Life is what you make it so I made it iconic
I fuck her so good, yeah my dick is bionic
I’m dope like chronic, I’m nasty like vomit
I spit up a verse, on your level?

Noi 2 – Alexandra Stan versuri

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N-ai nevoie de mine dar ai de noi
Cand vine seara eu iubite te astept ca si cand
Avem o plaja doar a noastra noi 2 si-un singur gand
Am inima in geamantan si nu mai vreau s-o ascund
Dar tu ma lasi asteptand. Iubite
Mi-ai face o favoare
Dac-ai veni la mare
S-am fi noi doi sub soare
Sub soare soare. Noi doi
Numai amandoi
Noi noi doi
Vino inapoi
Noi doi
Sa fim doar amandoi
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Mi-ai face o favoare
Dac-ai veni la mare
S-am fi noi doi sub soare
Sub soare soare. Noi doi
Numai amandoi
Noi noi doi
Vino inapoi
Noi doi
Sa fim doar amandoi
Noi doiii. Iubite
Mi-ai face o favoare
Dac-ai veni la mare
S-am fi noi doi sub soare
Sub soare noi doi. Iubite
Mi-ai face o favoare
Dac-ai veni la mare
S-am fi noi doi sub soare
Sub soare noi 2. Versuri Alexandra Stan – Noi 2
Iubite
Mi-ai face o favoare
Dac-ai veni la mare
S-am fi noi 2 sub soare
Sub soare, soare. Iubite
Mi-ai face o favoare
Dac-ai veni la mare
S-am fi noi doi sub soare
Sub soare, soare. Doar noi doi
Cu haine vechi in vremuri noi
N-am nevoie de tine dar am de noi
Priveste luna printre stele
E si inima mea versuri-lyrics.info
Si nu mai bate fara soare cand nu esti langa ea
Lasa valul sa ne duca pana-n larg undeva
Nu vezi tu marea cum ne ia. Noi doi
Numai amandoi
Noi noi doi
Vino inapoi
Noi doi
Sa fim doar amandoi
Noi doi.

Foota Hype Trolling Alkaline Says ‘Extra Lesson’ Deejay Has No Kids

a nuff a dem a breed up woman and naa mine dem youth , not even know how dem youth eat and drink,” one fan wrote. Foota Hype is trolling Alkaline on Instagram after welcoming his new baby. “Some bwoy say dem a gallis and a talk bout extra lesson and nuh know dah feeling yah fi create life #adori day just born pic,” Foota Hype wrote in the caption of a photo of himself holding his newborn. Perhaps Foota is trying to get Alkaline’s attention, but he did managed to get some Vendetta fans angry. “Big up yourself Alkaline, better u no have no youth…. Alkaline famously raps about being the dancehall “gallis” of the moment, but Foota Hype is feeling some type of way about giving the Vendetta boss that title. Foota Hype also has a son with dancehall diva Ishawna.

Aidonia and 4thGenna Kicks Off European Tour

“Europe has always been a place that shows Aidonia a lot of love, so it’s important that we as artistes reciprocate,” Aidonia said. He will also be performing in Sweden, France, Italy, and Austria. “The fans have been requesting to see me for some time now, so that is enough motivation for me to make sure to give them nothing less than a 110 per cent. Because they don’t get to see me very often, therefore, I have to leave them with something memorable.”
The tour will run through August and then Aidonia will return to Jamaica to shoot the music video for three of his hit singles “Yeah Yeah,” “Banga,” and “IG Girl.” Aidonia announced the upcoming tour last week before departing Jamaica with his 4thGenna members. He will be performing at some major events in Europe like Reggae Geel Festival in Belgium, Rototom Sunsplash in Spain, and Keep It Real Festival in Germany. Fresh off a hugely successful performance at Reggae Sumfest and recent shows in the U.S., Aidonia has now turned his attention to Europe.

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King Los – Without Me Lyrics

They need a miracle
The frequency too high, this s**t is really getting spiritual
Yeah we all sinners but you ought to repent
That’s why I bend all your orders and I ordered the Bent
They don’t want me to soar, but that sword in my strength
Ready for war, flow filthy like the water in Flint
Shine like the sun ’cause I’m from that
Flow like the river, pardon my pun (net?)
Was Pun’s last name and the son’s Chris
If orange the new black then I’m Sunkist
Dumb rich, gold in my blood on some stunt s**t
One fist, high in the sky rise above s**t
Tough s**t, I’ve been through it, been through enough s**t
All my homies push that bass like when the drum hit
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[Outro]
How you gon’ do this s**t without me? [Hook/Chorus]
How you gon’ do this s**t without me? Young Thug
[Hook/Chorus]
How you gon’ do this s**t without me? King Los
[Bridge]
Raised up in the ghetto
Faced the matrix in Gepetto
Taught to take s**t and we settle
Too complacent, hit the pedal
Push that gas in the race for the race
Bring love back in the place of the hate
Don’t like us, then you make a mistake
We whipping up pies an’ we making a cake
To make a deposit to take to the bank
But I don’t need money, I’m rich in my soul
F**k all of my garments, I’m switching my clothes
To the robe of a king, the throne, the ring and the crown
Get thrown in a ring in a crowd
I know you’re here for dinner, ain’t prepared for winter
Rise up out and ride around unpolished
Pop my collars
Dropped out of college, got my knowledge in my (talks?)
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[Verse 2]
They say I thug too hard, that’s how you made me
‘Cause when I love too hard, that’s how you slave me
And (God puts the gorgeous pun I ?)
And you thought the b******t gon’ slide
I’m giving out courses on fly
Your boy sit on horses and ride
Royces with oysters on wrists in Paris
I hope that these carrots is good for your eyes
A n***a Ja real
Yeah I pioneer ’cause I use my (pie meal?)
Just to block you n****s, run seventy-nine drills
And find a way to hate you but never could find chill
Every line filled with landmines, every time ill
And b*****s be chasing me like the ’79 bill
Cosby, (artly?) we all sleep, aren’t we? (x4)
Study all my s**t and pretend you forgot about me (x2)

[Verse 1]
Ring around the rosy, roundhouses and Ronda Rousey
N****s try to kick it this wicked, but don’t arouse me
That s**t be making me drowsy, all your s**t be making me drown
Bandannas and army jackets and they attacking us
Packed the blades and suited for war, ain’t no slacking up
Beyonce say formal formation, so I back her up
But this beyond say and formation it’s time to back it up
They want n****s back on the bull, we tell ’em pack me up
My son is Ethiopian, baby mama from Africa
Who to stop a n***a now?