Chino Xl - Many Different Ways Lyrics
I take your mind and I smash it into plasma*gasp for air* breathe like asthma, til your just a cadaverHow fast this is, your faggot crews a bunch of actressesMy skills go back to flippin on pissy matressesNot subroc, I catch you out like matlockNow your names in the way outdated section next to chubb rockIts kind of funny, some of you cracker djs shun meCause I make your favorite rappers come up short like bud bundyIm all in the family, sick like archie bunker, *****in eat itYour styles are cheesy like a uncircumcised penisBetter jet out, brother out, your r&b I first ignore ya***** heavy d, cause I got nothin but hate for ya!!Im chino xl, now who the ***** are you? Im laughingSmashing you like a bottle of zimaOh now all of a sudden you got emphesema?Burrnt, save that shit for rich verbatim days behind meIm yellow as hell, but I rip more blackstreets than teddy rileyIm not environmentally concious so ***** an earth day on my worst dayI could kill more slanted eyes than a japanese earthquakeAnd in the first place, farrah couldnt fawcett when I lost itGive me that mic, you monkey mother*****er, you look exhausted!When Im tipsy, cut you like bush cut social securityYou couldnt make this crowd bounce like they one big silicone tittieIt ricochets, hear my name in projects hallwaysChino will amaze in so many different ways, what?[chorus]***** that *cough* when I bust that *cough*, watch thisIm knockin niggaz out like they homosexual boxersNow you feel like a building when the wrecking ball hitsIm the type of nigga *****es like brandy wanna be down withNot howard stern but get your temper burning, make you vomitBlood in slow motion like tyra banks go in higher learningEnema, comma, coma, drama, dilemma, die like dahmerYou cant see me like the muppet babies grand - mamaIm a barbed wire condom once *****in with that youll - hollerMy flows wet shit up like barry whites shirt - collarAnd Im smoke bones with mad thugs we be in harmonyBut da-na-da-da-dahh-dah, just doesnt *****in appeal to meDisgustin me like greg lougainis aids my style is full blownIm wild like a latch key kid when his alcoholic daddy aint homeSkip the silly facts is what you really lacks, your city give me dapsWhen chino xl cuts you bleedin to death like hemophiliacsTestin me is heresy Im ill as leprosy I could makeFarrakhan grow dreads (bo bo!) and do the pepper seedSpilling blood, similar to exxon valdez strike like a boa constrictorPain I inflict ya made ya scream like little richardBattle me, no more props, no more fan mail admirationYou die, no time readin that for dramatizationYou got your contract now you dissin me -- when youBarely own yourself like the adams family electricityBow your head in praise, the crowd sways when I hit the stageChino flips a phrase in so many different ways, uhhChorusProjecting my east coast semen all over ya (they be cloning ya)Im leaving em starving like they from cambodia (nice knowing ya)Im telling ya ***** your cellular ***** your skypagerNone of that can save ya when I slash ya with my rusty razorIn need of dry towels, my eye scowls, white owls I split yaReposing like an arthur ashe before and after pictureMy crew stay high like astronauts, this yellow bastard rocksStill representin jersey to the fullest -- down at fraggle rock!So now I rips again; leavin rappers whimperinMakin my impression left in ears like discarded syringeCinematogrophy showin slides of your autopsy, no fairIm turning your whole projects into tiannamen squareNot number five like caps bust inside of tupacs sideRap side, not pharcyde, burn your eyes like hydrogen peroxideYou better dodge this God thats lookin like debargeDisgusting like an old white womans medicinal discharge, swinginMy fist hard, causin viral spinal menengitis, when the slightestVinyl coincides you risk dying to my violent twistThe tin ma -- if I only had a heart! I wouldnt makeAll yall niggaz sit in the backseat like *****in rosa parksI represent them niggaz that make you one healthierWhile you represent bad niggaz like denzel in philadelphiaI ruin more brothers with skills careers than don king, yoYo b stop the track here the phone is ringing I hear the phone ringing*phone rings*Yo? yo chino you look so good!I just know you gotta a big dickI wanna ***** you so bad!Oh seven no one seventy the zip code I dont give a *****Throw an uppercut, was getting xl all fired upWorth getting your jaw all wired up?Be a man like meshell ndegeocello, receive your ass-beatingI perform in front of more sellout crowds than a naacp meetingIm making mcs look dumber and dumber like jim carreyGo dig for david cole Im back in office like marion barryMy crew parleys while your girl braiding my braidsMcs are afraid in so many different ways!ChorusChino was fly but too fly for me! --> mc lyte (cappucino)(repeat 4x)
