Songtext Think about it Sean Price

Think about it

Yeah
P
Ooh, hahaha
They're the same
What you talking?
We're the same
Don't you see?
What you thinking, what you talking?
Huh?
Listen
Think about it
P

The weight of the world on my shoulders
Take the weight and make the weight into boulders
Take the boulders and break 'em down into pebbles
Take the God body, break it down to a devil (Uh)
I'm thinkin' I'm wrong, uh, I'm thinkin' I'm nice
Think the fur match the hat, think Frank hit the fight (P)
I'm thinkin' I'm makin' the crowd hyper
Think I'm thinkin' wrong, that's emphatically now, cypher
Thinkin' 'bout it, wait, erase ya rhyme
Or keep the shit if you think I'm lyin'
I think I got a whole lot of skills
I think you need your purse pulled, think them dollar bills (Bills)
I think yo unknown, holmes, who are you, pimp?
I think my goons dance with brooms like you Boogaloo Shrimp
Hahaha, I think I am, I think I ain't
I think you is, who give a fuck? P

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Then think about this

I think my name Illa, I know that I'm a G
I know I wear a mask so you never know it's me
You gotta know your enemies, uh, so know the ledge
And never know nothin' when you locked up with the feds
C'mon son, you know I know the rules of the game
It's a no-no to not know my bullets will rain
If you know like I know, my flow is cold as Chicago
So act like you know, I'd rather battle than blow
With full clips, I'm on my bullshit, I'm Derrick Rose
My rhymes is black power, white powder through the nose
I rock like Price partner, I'm solid as a rock
When I rap I rock harder, like crack Rock of Gibraltar
Rock you in your face, rock your brain with your nosebone
I rock with many but I'd rather rock alone
I'd still throw a rock if I lived in a glass home
Your clothes outta pocket 'cause hole in you, rock and roll

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I don't know, I think so, I guess
Guess I'm 'posed to tell you somethin' different, don't hold y'all breath
I ain't with the guessin' games, guess again, I let it bang
And I just guessed I was invited since Illa said my name
Rockness, the apocalypse of this pop shit
No need to guess who, Gestapo couldn't have stopped this
Monster, the guest of honor, fuck a guest list
We'll be able to guess what you had for breakfast
Yo, your guess is as good as mine, educated guess, bitch
Cleanup man with a street sweeper, made a mess again
No question, monster angles the reckless
I guess it just ain't in your Guess jeans, you get left, bitch
That's just it, niggas gettin' too big for they britches, snitches
Stitches ain't gettin' the snitches, need ditches up in 'em
Fuck your feelings, you feel I'm too violent
I'm feelin' like fillin' the pump and huntin' niggas
Guess who

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Don't waste ya time, erase ya rhyme 'cause it cannot fuck with mine
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