[Ruck]
Got all my Magnum ^!$$%z in here, word up
Sean PEEEEEEEEE

Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond
Word up, M-F-C
Hah, word up, yeah, yeah

Smack this ^!$$% son, word up, hit him

Yo, ^!$$%z is pipsqueaks, thinkin %#@!'s sweet

I come discrete, turn your $$# into mincemeat
Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline
with the bassline kick and snare, Duke I make your click aware

So please God, never say jack %#@! to Sean P
before I launch three shots directly at your army
Word is bond, we be on some %#@! to the two-thou

Loose mouth ^!$$%z catch a hole in they goosedown
Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down
Down, down, down, down-down, down-down


Down-town, jumped off the train on Ebbets
Walkin down the street, bump into my ^!$$% Kevin

Whattup Ruck? I ain't seen your $$# in the Seven
You still bustin mother$#&@in shots at the reverand?
Hell no I replied, elbows was applied

til his monkey-ass pulled out the heat, step aside

Oh %#@! yo whassup whassup

Yo son, yo, OH-oahh!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH


$#&@ you shoot him for man? He just asked you a question
$#&@ that, don't ask no questions in my %#@!
Word is bond, I don't like that, yo word up

Yo $#&@ them, yo $#&@ you
$#&@ that cat, word up
Sean PEEEEEEEEEEEEE


THIS, IS THE DIARY OF SEAN WIGGINZ
RECOGNIZE, MOTHER!#@*ER

USE YOUR HEAD FOR MORE THAN A !#@*IN HATRACK
PUNK MOTHER!#@*ERS, WORD UP
M-F-C, FOR LIFE!