1] Chino, name in Indian: Murdering Come fuck with me I put shotgun shells in ear Out of fear they've destroyed my Have nothing But I will my revenge in this lifetime or the next I experience road rage, walk in a slow Killed a man for parking in a regular parking place Learned my art with a leatherface, you must be I consider myself a dog I'm most bitten But I've been a billion bars of dissin for any rappers dead or livin that we've ever since we was children My brain got built-in Pentium chips, my the fastest For Shakespearian "Chino shall busteth your asseth, I spithed acid" ... yeah your freestyle was tight You better rhyme of the good, you can't read or write A bittin' kid get twist if he front, no publicity stunt His life flashes by his quicker than Black History Month What!
(Chorus) Yo' Who the only on WB? That be me! Who the mami's think is so would be me! Who the illest nigga outta Yo, would be me! Who your he let fuck her for free? That be me! Who get ass shot dead in the street? That be me! Who stand damn near six foot That be me! Who got lyrics, and plenty money? would be me! Start drama and see the illest papi, yo' what be me!
2] Yo', Yo' You wanna be a but ain't reppin' it right Try me... metal going off for the rest of your life No how hard it gets, I rather be a soldier drowning in my own Not a in my own piss Focus!... What the fuck you niggas I roll with killers that spent time in the pen than ink Don't even blink, and turn your voice down a Or start for studios that's wheelchair-accessible you a vegetable, trust, I have the on your FUBU sweater standin' for "Fucked Up By Us" We thrust beef now Grill holds back a Lee nail You yell as you hell You still wanna E-mail she Your train of thought dog, here's the details: I you think you on a beach how I make you SEE shells/Seashells My L.A. airport was infamous, I whooped ass the entire five hour Plus three time difference
(Chorus) Yo' Who your girl made you pay to see? That be me! Who the only on WB? would be me! Who the mami's think is so That be me! Who the nigga outta Jersey? would be me! Who your he let fuck her for free? That be me! Who get your ass dead in the street? Yo, That be me! Who bench press about three fifty That be me! Start drama and see the illest papi, yo' what be me!
3] Yo' I ain't from but I'll leave you outcasted/+OUTKASTED+ And blasted, all fucked up like Schwarzenneger's You has been, I split you I spit from the Yeah you iced out... that's how you slid off the Blindfolded as I sit in the dark, a swoll No peace, big Chi have the police the police I Aziz, omnipotence I shine in its open We ain't scared of jail we go back Blast in yo' back, bullets in the column of your spine More Columbine and Palestine combined, Forty-eight track Half spic, half Sex symbol to the Keep my listed so my beefs can find me easier In sales you ain't dealing me I'm Puerto Rican and I got relatives to buy me platinum living with me I never be, overthrown... I'm unbelievable Like the fact that D'angelo's baby's mom is Angie What!
(Chorus) Yo' Who the only on WB? That be me! Who the mami's think is so That be me! Who the illest nigga outta would be me! Who wife he let fuck her for free? would be me! Who get your ass shot in the street? would be me! Who stand damn near six foot That be me! Who got lyrics, and plenty money? That be me! Who bench about three fifty three? Who writes like B-I-G? would be me! Who go to war P-A-C? Yo, would be ME! Who carry like he crazy? That be me! Who getting' rich still rock would be me! Who never lose mentality? would be me! Who let you cus you comedy? would be me! Who bring that rock star would be me! Start drama and see who for Jersey, yo' that would be me...