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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 cadaver How fast this is your faggot crew's a bunch of actresses My skills go back to flippin on pissy matresses Not Subroc I catch you out like Matlock Now your name's in the Way Outdated Section next to Chubb Rock It's kind of funny some of you cracker DJ's shun me cause I make your favorite rappers come up short like Bud Bundy I'm All in the Family, sick like Archie Bunker, fuckin eat it Your styles are cheesy like a uncircumcised penis Better jet out, brother out, your R&B I first ignore ya Fuck Heavy D, cause "I Got Nothin But HATE For Ya"!! I'm Chino XL, now who the fuck are you? I'm laughing smashing you like a bottle of Zima Oh now all of a sudden you got emphesema? BURRNT, save that shit for rich verbatim days behind me I'm yellow as hell, but I rip more BlackSTREET's than Teddy Riley I'm not environmentally concious so fuck an Earth Day on my worst day I could kill more slanted eyes than a Japanese earthquake and in the first place, Farrah couldn't Fawcett when I lost it Give me that mic, you monkey motherfucker, you look exhausted! When I'm tipsy, cut you like Bush cut Social Security You couldn't make this crowd bounce like they one big silicone tittie It ricochets, hear my name in projects hallways Chino will amaze in so many different ways, what? [Chorus] Fuck that *cough* when I bust that *cough*, watch this I'm knockin niggaz out like they homosexual boxers Now you feel like a building when the wrecking ball hits I'M the type of nigga bitches like Brandy Wanna Be Down with Not Howard Stern but get your temper burning, make you vomit blood in slow motion like Tyra Banks go in Higher Learning Enema, comma, coma, drama, dilemma, die like Dahmer You can't see me like the Muppet Babies grand - mama I'm a barbed wire condom once fuckin with that you'll - holler My flows wet shit up like Barry White's shirt - collar And I'm smoke Bones with mad Thugs we be in Harmony But da-na-da-da-dahh-dah, just doesn't fuckin appeal to me Disgustin me like Greg Lougainis AIDS my style is full blown I'm wild like a latch key kid when his alcoholic daddy ain't home Skip the silly facts is what you really lacks, your city give me daps When Chino XL cuts you bleedin to death like hemophiliacs Testin me is heresy I'm ill as leprosy I could make Farrakhan grow dreads (BO BO!) and do the pepper seed Spilling blood, similar to Exxon Valdez strike like a boa constrictor Pain I inflict ya made ya scream like Little Richard Battle me, no more props, no more fan mail admiration You DIE, no time readin that for dramatization You got your contract now you dissin me -- when you barely own yourself like the Adams Family electricity Bow your head in praise, the crowd sways when I hit the stage Chino flips a phrase in so many different ways, uhh Chorus Projecting my East coast semen all over ya (they be cloning ya) I'm leaving em starving like they from Cambodia (nice knowing ya) I'm telling ya fuck your cellular fuck your SkyPager None of that can save ya when I SLASH ya with my rusty razor In need of dry towels, my eye scowls, White Owls I split ya Reposing like an Arthur Ashe before and after picture My crew stay high like astronauts, this yellow bastard rocks Still representin Jersey to the fullest -- Down at Fraggle Rock! So now I rips again; leavin rappers whimperin Makin my impression left in ears like discarded syringe Cinematogrophy showin slides of your autopsy, no fair I'm turning your whole projects into Tiannamen Square Not number five like caps bust inside of Tupac's side Rap side, not Pharcyde, burn your eyes like hydrogen peroxide You better dodge this God that's lookin like DeBarge Disgusting like an old white woman's medicinal discharge, swingin my fist hard, causin viral spinal menengitis, when the slightest vinyl coincides you risk dying to my violent twist The Tin Ma -- if I only had a heart! I wouldn't make all y'all niggaz sit in the backseat like fuckin Rosa Parks I represent them niggaz that make you one healthier while you represent bad niggaz like Denzel in Philadelphia I ruin more brothers with skills careers than Don King, yo yo 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 dick I wanna fuck you so bad!" Oh seven no one seventy the zip code I don't give a fuck Throw an uppercut, was getting XL all fired up worth getting your jaw all wired up? Be a man like Me'shell N'degeocello, receive your ass-beating I perform in front of more sellout crowds than a NAACP meeting I'm making MC's look Dumber and Dumber like Jim Carrey Go dig for David Cole I'm back in office like Marion Barry My crew parleys while your girl braiding my braids MC's are afraid in so Many Different Ways! Chorus "Chino was fly but too fly for me!" --> MC Lyte ('Cappucino') (repeat 4X |
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