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"Chino XL"
  1. Don't Say A Word
  2. What You Got
  3. It's My World
  4. That Would Be Me
  5. Chino XL
  6. You Don't Want It
  7. I Told You So
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"Chino XL"
  1. I Told You So
название:

Chino XL


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Chino XL


альбомы: I Told You So
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Verse One: Chino XL Ras Kass 
You prayed for me and I came! How far you niggaz wanna push me? 
I'm leaving the crowds happy like OJ Simpson when he got his first 
white pussy 
But I'm still annoyed blowin through your selenoid 
Bringing more Blues to Brothers than Jon Belushi and Dan Akroyd 
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale 
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail 
You can hate me, but await me like I'm Magic Johnson's 
death in a box with Jordan's pops that ass'll never take another 
breath 
cuz, I write the songs like Barry Manilow 
I like my Sugar Brown like Hugh Grant fucked D'Angelo 
Now I got niggaz claimin they saw God unfortunately 
He wasn't in the person of Master Farad Muhammad 
Some often ask how can this nigga molest the English alphabet 
in one hundred words or less it ain't the chronic 
It's all in the mind like Johnny Mmemonic 
Before my word is born, surgeons administer antibiotics 
to drain the phonics, amniotic fluids 
Delivery, to get Nia deep in your Peeples like Howard Hewett 
Half-Hitler, half-Jewish, I'm gassed off myself 
Icono-clismic, twisted without the use of fiber optics 
Noxious I blows out the sockets I got your Adam's Apples in my pockets 
Bullshit like Timmy McVey, like kiddie porn I'm getting popular 
Popular, no ocular, MC's perp particular 
but not quite yet perpendicular 
Compound fractures fibulas when niggaz step, contest the upper torso 
I got Chino's back like a dorsal, fin 
Comprehend, we bend men from within 
Chorus: Chino, Ras 
Your strength in numbers couldn't hit 
The yellow nigga from the Gravity click 
You don't give a fuck as long as bud gets lit 
You're fuckin with the HemiSidal lunatics 
Like licorice, niggaz begin to twist 
Lay back and watch your idols get ripped 
Yo signify if your crew roll thick 
(Yeah) East Coast (West Coast) beeeotch!!! 
Verse Two: Ras Kass, Chino XL 
I circumnavigate the globe with a one-liner like, latitude 
Put my rhymes in mixed fortune cookies to leave Confucious confused 
The day a nigga serve Ras is when faggots start straight bashing 
Without Jermaine Dupri I'm SoSoDef that I need closed captions 
Won't see me stressed from no East/West conflict 
the interest Chino X/Ras Kass like Layne Tito removed you from your 
bench 
My retina expands, my brain is trapped like a rat on a running wheel 
Praise the yellow God or I'ma leave you scarred like that nigga Seal 
Vernacular understandable, you in a hearse, megahertz, the truth hurts 
Slang botanical, you're moving on time-lapse camera 
Indestractable, dig me like an excavation multiracial valuable 
Take you out like Saafir took out Casual 
So check the milk that Jersey made 
I turn artistic children bilingual 
On parallel bars I create new dismounts like Chechincko 
So keep it short and sweet like Sherman Hemsley bonafide queer 
While I shoot shit up you're shooting gerbils up your asshole like 
Richard Gere 
Verse Three: Ras Kass, Chino XL 
Bitch ass niggaz what see? 
I gives a fuck who's certified platinum or gold 
Cause I got rhymes for every unit you sold 
Your plaques corrode when I collage colloquials 
At first the buzz was local but now the nose grows like Pinnochio 
No lie, no T-H-C, T-H-E, T-H-O-U-G-H-T 
Makes me high in intelligence quotient 
I drop facts like attache 
Exfoliate rap and come cleaner than Jeru's enema 
What's the secret within my esophagus 
is discovered like Tutenkahmen's sarcophogous 
I got niggaz lookin for Webster's like George Papadopolous 
Yo Ras pardon me my unfamiliar soliloquies, similies 
similar to Reginald Denny's, facial injuries 
You couldn't locate my transient thoughts with lo-jack 
Molest your mind like Oprah Winfrey's behind when she was a small 
child 
Punchlines with more elasticity than Biggie's stretch marks 
Chino X sparks, mad urban 
I ain't scared to put the things that going around me 
on tape like Mark Fuhrman 
Sexing picture perfect hoes like Pocahontas often 
And I'd rather hear Willie Nelson than fucking Montell Jordan! 
Chorus 
Outro: Chino 
Uhh, yeah 
Uhh, signify, uhh 
Uhh, check it out, uhh 
West coast, uhh, East coast, what? 
West coast, East coast 
West, uhh, East, ahh 
Uhh, that nigga Ras, that nigga Chino 
The nigga bird, yo that shit is large
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Это интересно:Chino XL родился в Бронксе, Нью-Йорк, вырос в Ист Орандж, Нью-Джерси. Рэппер, уважаемый поклонниками за свой технически совершенный стиль и "боевые" способности в лирике. Он известен благодаря умению "посмеяться над собой" (обычно это принимает формы искусной игры слов и удачных сравнений). Большинству же Chino XL известен благодаря непродолжительному бифу с Тупаком Шакуром, который... продолжение
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