Chino xl lyrics ( Chino xl )
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Artist : Chino xl Song : Chino xl (Chorus)
you know, how I always do, Chino XL,
with the skills thats tried and true, Chino XL
after all that I been through, Chino XL,
Violate me, I'll murder you, Chino XL
(Verse 1)
These rappers don't want it with big Chino XL
I'll kick em in there necks and watch there
bruised jaw swell
But aww hell, at last, verbal murderin left from
certain death
Refer to me as less, but do it under there breath
Cause I be hearin the death in they rhymes that
they said
But when I see em they bowin down like they bout
to give me head
I'm upset, yo lets get it on,
Birds fly upside down over ya head, cause you
ain't worth shittin on
Hard you on the radio, what would I change
The station when its on, I call the DJ and
complain
Its a shame, your recording all wrong
You made a 3 minute song, thats 3 minutes too
long
Got flex droppin a bomb for the king of metaphors
Remember they ain't stop makin guns after they
made yours
Y'all shittin in y'alls drawers, wonderin if I'ma
diss 'em listen
M rhymes tight, when I'm pissin, you whistlin
Your decision that testin my expertism in combat,
I'll expose that your not real like the 'Blair
Witch Project'
As far as that album you dropped, I ain't feelin
it
I wouldn't buy your record if it had a hundred
dollar bill in it...
I'm killin it
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Scream what the chorus is at live performances
I be so high I mistake the whole front row for ??
I proved who the rawest is as time passes
And fuck smoking weed, I'm smokin Bob Marley's
ashes
Let me introduce you to that yellow nigga illin,
Breakin sky scraper rappers down to they tenement
buildings
Not respecting, a privilege, I fade em, stop
crying like women,
You know you 9 to 5 niggaz, martin luther king
sit in's
Head spinnin, lieutenant, menace, don't listen
But we ain't leavin the blood of ya crew or ya
children
Ya neck stiffen's, fuck rippin, when you see me
None of my gunshots are sound effect CD's
Emcee's talkin bout how they spit, and they shit
I do every bodily function on a nigga when I rip
My format pushes your entire crew into the floor
mat
You'll be needin pet cemetary to try and bring ya
dogs back
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
Still floss on the daily, out of the ordinary
Survivor, drunk drivin with halle berry
The wildest of any emcees, I'm hostile and
irresponsible,
The ill times, so Chino XL spits through gods
nostrils
Collosal with the gothic, gospel goodwill,
Win awards and thank XL for making all things
possible,
Philosophical thug till I stop breathin,
I'm so ahead of my time, my parents still are in
diapers and teething
Jesus' tears couldn't dampin me, horses can
barely trample me,
You hit me so hard, why ain't you just sample me
Chino XL's the wrong one to violate, primate,
I don't even speak english, I speak hate,
I cheat fate and move death closer, Derek
Barbosa,
I beat Macy Gray to death with Erykah Badu's
poster,
The new ?, that'll hit on top of Blue's sofa,
I'm her new owner, shes pickin me up in Huge's
rover,
Chino dissed me, rappers whine,
To disrespect you, I would had to have respect
for you at one time,
I never did, and don't care, so come up on air
Put your money where your mouth is, make my
crotch a millionaire
Air fair, exotic vacations,
Bought my mom so many minks animal activist plot
my assasination
I'm rockin from aggravation, shit on any
compilation
Amazin with rhymes wrote while the president was
Ronald Reagan
(Chorus) - repeat 2X
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