Feelin` Evil lyrics

Artist  : Chino Xl 
Song : Feelin` Evil



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Intro:
Yo can I represent Gravitation to the
fullest? Word up. Some times I
just
cool
out yeah come on get with it.
Hook:
Yo it's
still an ill vibe when I want to unwind
"Like
you inhale like a breath of fresh air" Phife Dog
from "Can I
Kick It?"
Verse 1:
Slice
like a cesarean shoot like insulin
Hip hop
lives at no radio station penetrate you like a
vaccination
Fascination do you like styro foam
and crush ya
Needles in pressure points,
acupuncture
You shouldn't of start no rubbish
you got no indentity like Jay
You sing more
blues than Sarah Vawn, easy to ruin like
sued
Respect like Areatha Franklin', half
asleep dark must be
But still American as
fuckin' in the back seat
Yo dig this, Your
biting is constant
When I knock shit, get your
wig split, I rip shit
Till I'm sweatly like
Whoopi's armpits
The bomb's lit, you try to
pick my style like chop sticks
No concepts,
you would of met me long ago
Producers put me
on hold
Now I can roast you motherfuckers like
Roticery Gold
And this whole rap world is gonna
miss me when I retire
Vampire, I be setting
homeless motherfuckers on FIRE!
Hook
(x2)
"Day after day after day"
The yellow
nigga try to chill but then, I'm feelin' evil
again
"Day after day after day" and everytime
I pick up the pen
I'm feelin' evil again "Day
after day after day"
Since the only good
friend is a dead friend, I'm feelin' evil
again
"Day after day after day" Everytime my
temper go thin
I'm feelin' evil again
Girl
talking:
"A-yo fuck you, you yellow ass nigga,
you ain't sayin' shit.I know you
ain't trying
to diss me with that ole evil shit. A-yo what's
fuckin'
with
that? Chino you ain't shit and
you ain't ever gonna be shit.(aaaaaah)
Verse
2:
I put out more wax than Martin Lawrence
earlobe
I rock forever, Or at least until the
Jets win the Super Bowl
There's no comparing
me, shocking your system like
Chemotherapy
Osmosis, cysticfibrosis, Slick
Rick eye could be the closest
I focus, on
Naomi Campbel, but she's a leisbian
(damn)
Stress me and, I'll make you see more
stars than planetariums
Your horrorcore is
homocore, you screamin' you Evil Live
Only
played on AM and your vinyl is a 45
No
Indecent Proposals cause I'm not Woody
Harrelson
I ain't checkin' for you like PE's
new album son
(Blurting obscenities at random)
I think you got Turret
I make niggas sore like
the first pussy Tyson get
What part of Jersy
do you come from black?
The part that white
people be speeding though in 6 seconds
flat
They scared of death, they out of breath,
they gonna get car-jacked
That's what happens
when you don't recognize hipanic and
blacks
Blessed by the nation, cause I'm
expecting to blow up
More than Tevin Cambell
is expected to have a sex-change
operation
(oooooh)
Hook
Outro:
Fuck
all of y'all