Onion Talk

[Verse 1: Buckshot]
Listen up, bro
I'mma let yo know
Fuck it, hit when I spit, I throw body blows
Why? Every line is powerful enough
And now that you stuck
Next time you know, acknowledge the Buck
Cuz Duck-down is still arround
We ain't going no-where
We iller now, fuck a rap line or a verse
We're contemplating on letting this nine off first
But 'ma just chill and just work
To murk niggas ain't worth the jerk that coming along
With bitch niggas like you, bird, hum along
I heard you making a song, but got no deal
Oh yeah, the record that you making so the cops don't squeal
You amazing like blocking O'Neal - Not for real
You amazing everytme you think you shopping a deal
With ya - mixtape of the year
On ya side of the desk of an A&R sipping a beer

[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Bitch harm me, the Swiss army knife in my hand
Know this shit corny, but it can end the life of ya' fam
Niggas know Sean nice with the hands
Watch me punch up your face, dig in your pockets, leave you right where you stand
Got a... dime bitch that live in Japan
Black belt, suck dick, chop bricks with her hand
Arigato, Sean Price slick like El Gato
Three piece suit in the booth, ain't shit cute
Might... smack off half your smile
Go to court with a suit, smack the other half after trial
Plead the fifth, y'all niggas better plead the eighth
Don't leave your face fucked up, now your niece is raped
I'm buggin', E pills, mushrooms, and dust
Got that nigga Sean P in the mood to bust
Sean P, the motherfucking all-time great
New York to NC nigga, the all-rhyme state