1] Chino, name in Indian: Murdering Come fuck me I put shotgun shells in your ear Out of fear they've my carrier Have left But I will have my revenge in lifetime or the next I road rage, walk in a slow pace Killed a handicapped man for parking in a regular parking Learned my art with a leatherface, you must be I consider myself a dog trainer: I'm bitten But I've written a billion bars of dissin for any rappers dead or livin we've ever heard since we was children My brain got built-in Pentium chips, my thoughts the For Shakespearian actors: "Chino shall busteth asseth, When I spithed acid" ... yeah your freestyle was You rhyme of the head good, you can't read or write A bittin' kid that'll get twist if he front, no stunt His life flashes by his eyes quicker than Black Month What!
(Chorus) Yo' Who the star on WB? That be me! Who the mami's is so sexy? would be me! Who the illest outta Jersey? Yo, That be me! Who your he let fuck her for free? That be me! Who get ass shot dead in the street? would be me! Who stand damn near six three? That be me! Who got lyrics, jewels and money? That be me! Start drama and see the illest papi, yo' would be me!
2] Yo', Yo' You be a soldier but ain't reppin' it right Try me... metal detectors going off for the rest of life No how hard it gets, I rather be a drowning in my own blood Not a in my own piss Focus!... What the fuck you think? I roll with that spent more time in the pen than ink Don't even blink, and turn voice down a decibel Or lookin' for studios that's wheelchair-accessible you a vegetable, trust, I have the on your FUBU sweater standin' for "Fucked Up By Us" We into beef now Grill holds back a Lee nail You yell as you reach You wanna E-mail she males Your of thought derails Lost dog, the details: I make you you on a beach how I make you SEE shells/Seashells My L.A. beef was infamous, I ass the entire five hour flight Plus hour time difference
(Chorus) Yo' Who your girl you pay to come see? would be me! Who the only on WB? That be me! Who the think is so sexy? That be me! Who the illest nigga outta would be me! Who your wife he let her for free? would be me! Who get ass shot dead in the street? Yo, That be me! Who bench press about three three? would be me! Start drama and see the illest papi, yo' would be me!
3] Yo' I ain't from Atlanta but leave you outcasted/+OUTKASTED+ And blasted, all up like Schwarzenneger's accent You has been, I split you I spit from the Yeah you iced out... that's how you slid off the as I sit in the dark, a swoll beast No peace, big Chi the police calling the police I call Aziz, I shine in its open We scared of jail we wanna go back Blast in yo' back, nine in the column of your spine More Columbine and Palestine combined, Forty-eight track spic, half black Sex symbol to the Keep my listed so my beefs can find me easier In sales you dealing with me I'm Rican and I got enough relatives to buy me platinum living with me I will be, overthrown... I'm unbelievable the fact that D'angelo's baby's mom is Angie Stone What!
(Chorus) Yo' Who the star on WB? That be me! Who the mami's is so sexy? would be me! Who the nigga outta Jersey? That be me! Who your wife he let fuck her for That be me! Who get your ass shot in the street? would be me! Who stand damn near six foot would be me! Who got lyrics, jewels and plenty That be me! Who bench about three fifty three? Who hits like B-I-G? would be me! Who go to war P-A-C? Yo, that be ME! Who carry gats like he would be me! Who getting' rich still lyrically? That be me! Who lose street mentality? would be me! Who let you live cus you That be me! Who bring rock star energy? would be me! Start drama and see who rides for Jersey, yo' would be me...