Chino Xl - Chino XL Lyrics
(Chorus)you know, how I always do, Chino XL,with the skills thats tried and true, Chino XLafter 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 XLI'll kick em in there necks and watch their bruised jaw swellBut all hail the last verbal murderer left, I'm certain deathRefer to me as less, but do it under their breathCause I be hearin the theft in they rhymes that they saidBut when I see em they bowin down like they bout to give me headI'm upset, yo lets get it on,Birds fly upside down over ya head, cause you ain't worth shittin onHard you on the radio, what would I changeThe station when its on, I call the DJ and complainIts a shame, your recording all wrongYou made a 3 minute song, thats 3 minutes too longGot flex droppin a bomb for the king of metaphorsRemember they ain't stop makin guns after they made yoursY'all shittin in y'alls drawers, wonderin if I'ma diss 'em listenMy rhymes tight when I piss it be whistlinYour 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 itI 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 performancesI be so high I be mistaking the whole front row for stewardessesI proved who the rawest is as time passesAnd ***** smoking weed, I'm smokin Bob Marley's ashesLet me introduce you to that yellow nigga illin,Breakin sky scraper rappers down to they tenement buildingsNot respecting opinions or feelings, stop crying like womenYou know you non-violent as Martin Luther King's sittingsHead spinnin, lieutenant, menace, don't listenBut me knee deep in the blood of your crew and your childrenYour neck stiffens, forget riffing, when you see meNone of my gunshots are sound effect CD'sEmcee's talkin bout how they spit, and they shitI do every bodily function on a nigga when I ripMy format pushes your entire crew into the floor matYou'll be needin pet cemetary to try and bring ya dogs back(Chorus)(Verse 3)Still floss on the daily, out of the ordinarySurviving drunk driving with Halle BerryThe wildest of any emcees, I'm hostile and irresponsible,The ill tonsil Chino XL the stench of God's nostrilCollosal 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 teethingJesus' tears couldn't dampin me, horses can barely trample meYou bit me so hard, why ain't you just sample meChino XL's the wrong one to violate, primateI don't even speak english, I speak hateI cheat fate and move death closer, Derek BarbosaI beat Macy Gray to death with Erykah Badu's posterThe new chocha that I hit on top of Luke's sofaI'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 airPut your money where your mouth is, make my crotch a millionaireAir fair, exotic vacations,Bought my mom so many minks animal activist plot my assasinationI'm rockin from aggravation, shit on any compilationAmazin with rhymes wrote while the president was Ronald Reagan(Chorus) - repeat 2X
