Chino Xl

Chino Xl - No Complex songtekst

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Hypnotic effect
 So check the way you move
 on your complexes
 Inferiority complex
 I got you carrying glocks and tecs
 And got you feeling hesitant
 to step on stage and represent
 It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence
 Creates paranoias inside of your mind when you rhyme
 The term Chino's Latin
 But I got black soul
 Flows I creates "Unforgettable" like Nat King Cole
 Bulletholes through the shields of your Landcruiser (your click)
 My click is stoned like they eyes gazed upon Medusa
 Makin this picture clearer
 It gets weirder than incest
 Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez
 Getting the people hyped like Monday Night at the Improv
 Dive in Ricki's Lake plus I Rush like Limbaugh (hey)
 I will detach your limbs, there ain't no wins if you test mine
 You won't be coming back again like Sinbad's sitcom
 I think they wanna battle
 You blew up like Roseanne's belly
 Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly
 Fear and superstition could get iller than circumcision
 And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin
 My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin
 Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous combustion (kill all my)
 Kill all my complexes make any crowd scream and yell
 Oppose and catch a bullet in your back like Philip Pannell
 It's your complex that makes you buy a fake Rolex
 To impress the next big butt big breast like it's a contest
 Materialistic complex, I make you worship an Ac' or Lex'
 Now that you're feel inadequate you're cashin checks for sex
 But see, I'm from a small town called (bitch please)
 so don't seize the thought
 Now see she's caught, go see your daddy for child support
 Your complex it got your mind inside a group home
 I got you puttin that suit on
 Fuck them crabs you spend your loot on
 Euphorically, categorically, Chino rips shit historically
 *inhale*
 Puff you like sensi, rob your shit like Jodeci
 Better hope your girl don't notice me
 You was a platinum artist 'til the complex got into ya
 But I spread new rap styles like prostitutes spread chlamydia
 Grammy nominee, wit yaself you ain't in harmony
 Now I'm hearing you wanna bring it on to me
 Fresh off your tour you don't want no verbal war
 Better stay in your Lexus
 I was creating metaphors this morning while you were selecting
 which credit card to pay for that bitch's breakfast with
 Your car is painted like the Sistine Chapel
 But you still couldn't get a piece of that bitch's ass
 if you had a scalpel
 I'm rough as HELL, CRUSH YOUR CREW, turn you into beetles
 Eat a porcupine, PUH, spit out the needles
 Bzzz bzzz, my shit is fly you can ask anyone
 I'm not MTV so I can leave you Dead at 21
 People stand amazed (how could you go on a killing craze)
 Cause my heart is blacker than the cotton fields in the slavery days
 Fuck friends long as a bitch bends (Benz) like Mercedes
 Invade your mental like U.S. troops invaded Haiti's
 Ladies, that are Latin be lovin me more than Desi Arnez but
 My voice be aggravatin bitches like Rosie Perez SO
 I breaks a virgin's hymen open like the seventh seal
 "I'm givin them, somethin, they, can feel"
 I explore a woman's vaginal region like Lewis and Clark (please
 douche)
 I might decide to eat the bush like Sandra Bernhardt
 Now even the Japanese girls wanna blow me like I'm Sony
 But like Mike and that Presley bitch, the relationship is phony
 (phony)
 So baby we can do it, take your time, do it right
 The whole game's like Richie Valens it should never take flight
 (uh-huh)
 I don't need gold singles to purchase phallic symbols
 I keep my Queen, you keep chasin materialistic bitches, yo
 Wreckin this it's your complex
 they got you feelin mad depressed
 You can't rest, from the stress
 wondering what they gonna do next
 Your complex is the wall they got your back up against
 Intense pressure got you feelin like without em you just worthless
 The term Chino
 Goes synonymous with corpses flipped
 But never celebrated like Hanukkah in Auschwitz
 My complex flips
 Where'd he get that vain kind of mindframe?
 Cause I've been rippin this way since MC's was just a labor pain
 Underground for far too long but now I will be surfacin
 Spray from my brain on the train -- like Colin Ferguson
 They say I go too far but pop radio playin me
 Like FCC stands for -- Fuckin Chino's Crazy
 But I make TLC stand for They Love Chino when I terrify
 You'll never eat Chili cuz I'm an arsonist like Left-Eye
 But I can't forget I, heard you say you'll leave me deceased, PLEASE
 That's famous last words like the I Have a Dream speech
 Beats fat like Melodie sweet like Bellamy
 You're gellin me more than niggaz at PMD shows be yellin for E
 They try to diss cuz I don't have that, I have this (chances are)
 They tryin to make me soft like Johnny Mathis
 Fuck strike a nerve, I massacre strike a main vein
 One line from my brain could turn Bar Mitzvah's into Soul Train
 "But I'm still standin", keepin straight
 And marijuana helped me to escape like it was Al Cowlings
 Still rippin shit, no videos and no Source ad
 I live the type of life that could make Hammer say It's All Bad
 (hahahaha)
 Put it on, one class of car that I can afford has not been built
 I can't afford cookies, that's even though I'm labelmates with Milk
 It's like Wayne's World cuz they say that "I'm not worthy!"
 My company is fuckin me like Arsenio does Eddie Murphy
 Industry kills, I go for the throat
 I treat you all like Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston's marriage-
 One big joke
 It's your complex that got your carryin glocks and tecs
 It's your complex that got you cashin checks for sex
 It's your complex why you scared of what I'm gonna say next
 Chino X, ninety-five ninety-six no complex
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Publisher: American Recordings

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Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

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