Lyrics Ash 'n' Dust - Sean Price , Dope D.O.D.

Sean Price:
Aqua bubble, pop the crohn's
My gun, eight kids nigga octomom's
Stop it Sean, I'm prophet, naw
I profit off of rap nigga, proper bats p!
Disturbing the peace, absurd on the beats
I'm the nicest nigga dut, dude that's the word on the street
Word to my mother, let me have a word with your mother
I beat the brakes off the bitch. tell the truth like sojourner
Sean is nothing to play with
I play with the eight fuck around get your face lift
Ape shit, banana clips duke
Panoramic view on how I ate shit, listen
I make hits, you take hits, you fall down
I'm great bitch, I shake shit, you all clowns p!
Forever repping the new ship
I'm old school dukw, I will step on tour kicks
Yes, no PCP
Just me Sean P with the D.O.D.

We blast 'em before we ask 'em the question!
The answer, never has to be mentioned!
Disaster is our average intention!
Cause after us... It's ash and dust!

Sick flow... Skitzo... Phrenic... Indo... Addict...
Spit flow... Skuts tip toes in your attick
Give no shit, so, watch me do the damage
When I vanish, all I leave iz ahes
I travel to my shows on a black stallion
Attaching your skull to my necklace of headless
Infected with madness, injected with poison
Bane with the venom tube plugged to the brain
Let it rush thru my vains, I'm way beyond pain
Fuck diamonds I got saw stuck to my chain
And I'm moving my middle finder up in the game to rap
Everyday there's a new face to a I'm it at
Take a step thru the quicksand, take a nap
When your necks in my grip and I make it snap
Crack your top like a beercap
When my glock's to your temple, I think that it's clear that...

We blast 'em
Before we ask 'em the question
It's best that I mention my passive aggression
Cause I'm
Back 2 bust got a massive rush
Hazarodus as fuck
And I see enough cats 2 crush
I'll catch a bus put yo ass in cuffs
But for the cuffs and the bus I don't even have cash enough
So pass the stuff is it acid or dust
A real nasty motherfucker
Nigga that's what's up
And fay ass sluts that got a fuckin' ass 2 touch
I'll fill those asses up like puttin' gas in trucks
I can't help it I'm selfish I never pass a buck
Being me is bad luck
I'm cracked up and mad stuck
Like Cassius I'll bash up
Any punk his ass mush
Clashes of the titans and the godz that's us
I'll stab 'em up like he crack I'll be scratching nuts
Cause after us there's no more that ash and dust