Sean Price - Monkey Barz lyrics

[Verse 1]

Aiyyo we Mighty Joe Youngin it, thuggin it

Straight from the jungle my brother, my niggaz Banana Republican

Rang-a-tang slang, Chewbacca not proper

Two socks fulla rocks, plus the cops watch us

Yo, we smoke weed, pop pills, drink liquor

Redo the knowledge, read lessons, think quicker

My little niggaz that the Boot Camp wack

Fuck you paw, you can't rap

Listen let it be known, stepping on rose petals lead to the throne

I'm the motherfucking king, getting head from this hoe

In the new estate in Jersey with Jay Williams

Drinking Amstel Light, shooting at clay pigeons

Y'all niggaz is straight timid, delicate with the raps

My niggaz is spray midgets, elephants on they back

Yo... you kidding me duke

Walk around like that, you ain't strapped, gimme ya loot

(Sean P!) Something like a motherfucking phenomenon

Eat your food at noon, celebrating Ramadan

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Big barbarians, baboons with big bucks

Gorillas with gats, nigga Big Ruck - (AWOO!)

African Apes, stackin them pap's

I put some, crack in your steak, don't get slapped in the face -- (AWOO!!)

Orangutan gang bangin with that purple flag

Piff-puffin, there's nothin to hurt you bad - (AWOO!!)

I'm Boot Camp for life, Decept to death

The Force Magnum nigga, never forget - (AWOO!!)

[Verse 2]

Benjamin Banneker, Afrika Bambaataa

Boom-bap-bip and yo, medulla oblongata, you..

Think you nice, but I know somebody hotter

With a crackhead mother and a piece of shit father (Sean P!)

Niggaz tryna Free Mumia

I'm unravelling roach clips, tryna free this reefer

Got a Boot Camp hat on, Wu-Wear shirt

Funkmaster Flex Lugz lookin like a fucking jerk

No money, clothes bummy, nose runny

Bent Metrocard, 4-4 blow dummies

Hop on the train in front of the cops

Poppin their brain, confrontin the cops

Stating the facts, no hating you wack

Throw the A to your back then escape with your trap, listen

My niggaz is back, you don't believe me though

Playing games and get caught, cocoa leave-io

Hot peas and butter, cop trees on Sumner

With your not needed mother, yo

I'm one of the best you one of the worst

Gun on your chest blood on your shirt

Son it's berserk, nicca

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[Verse 3]

Silverback Gorilla nigga baboon raps

Ounce of 'dro, two hoes and a Black Moon track

... lemme get a light man