Chino Xl

Chino Xl - Freestyle Rhymes songtekst

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Then you are doing him a disservice and you are doing you a disservice
 Alright? So let's keep it real..."
 "Bustin  fat  freestyle rhymes"   > 4X
 [Chino XL]
 Yeah  yeah "Fuck that!"
 Fuck out my face is your best bet
 Your career is George Burns I can't believe you ain't dead yet
 I show more blind rage
 Than Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles wrestling in a steel cage
 ("Yo this nigga's crazy!")
 I got an artist losing their limelight like Mike Bivins
 Bitches flipping their wigs like Faith Evans
 Reject my single I ain't mad at it
 Like O.J. getting married again, I'll takes another stab at it
 I'm tearing you out the frame like wedding pictures after divorce
 Petrol like you dropped the soap in the towel with Luther Vandross
 I'm porno like ads from Calvin Klein, believe me
 You ain't no rapper you just play one on the fuckin TV
 You on the road you goin gold that's what your label shoutin
 You couldn't outsell UTFO's reunion album
 What could I say to get my point across?
 Rap don't need that ass like Large Professor don't need Main Source
 "Bustin, fat, freestyle rhymes" --> 4X
 I'm lethal -- I gets medieval with a blowtorch and pliers
 End your future before it starts like Len Bias
 Just slit your throat let Chino XL be your oxygen
 I write more "esas"/essays than incarcerated Mexicans
 Tap ass with Speed like David Geffen tapped Keanu Reeves
 Play Superman get rhyme styles paralyzed like Christopher Reeves
 Billy Bathgate flow, that could ca-st-arate Cas-t-tro
 Ill as Reagan's prostate for the tri-state when I let my, SOUL, GLOW!
 That's what I'm on
 From prom date rape to the back break of Gloria Estefan
 I'm making moves like a stick Pinnochio, no strings on me
 And go for broke like James Brown dancing for alimony
 I talk shit all day and drink wine like a catholic priest
 ("Aiyyo nigga kick that freestyle about the punk police")
 I give N.Y.P.D. Blues
 I shot Magnum P.I. now I'm a Cops Current Affair on the ten o'clock
 news
 Kidnapped Hawaii Five-O
 In 48 Hours they called Reggie Hammond Ace Ventura made me laugh I let
 him go
 Charlie's Angels came with some police woman shit
 Johnny Depp seen em on 21 Jump Street suckin Robocop's dick
 Starsky and Hutch gangbanged Cagney without Lacey
 Her lesbian lover fucked TJ's Hooker on New York Undercover
 Call me L.A.P.D. cause I abuse my privledges
 Victorious to scrimmages, beat your black ass til it hemorrages
 Vibe to my dark thoughts
 Rappers run from me, like they Mark Fuhrman at the Million Man March
 "Bustin, fat, freestyle rhymes" --> 8X
 Niggaz got beef? Come on let's set it off
 Talent like mine is rarely seen like handicaps havin intercourse
 Niggaz wanna floss in, celebrate, lyrically won't elevate, they flimsy
 I'm breakin out my shell like Mork and Mindy
 My style won, drop an album, you cherish it
 My name ring bells like Girl Scouts when they sellin shit
 Metaphors, fly out, for brothers who, puff the lye out
 Put your gun away, he'll shoot your eye out!
 I'm an artist and they starvin me
 They dangle me off the balcony like Big Red in The Five Heartbeats
 Respectin the streets is my first concern when I rock
 It's hot like Bob Marley's fingertips from reefer burns
 I ride syllables like white boys in Mustangs
 Lyrics sharper than RZA's gold front fangs
 You better call God if you wanna do me (freestyle)
 You know you gonna die like a black man in a horror movie
 "Bustin, fat, freestyle rhymes" --> 12X
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Publisher: American Recordings

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Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

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