chino xl f rass kass riot Lyrics
            Verse One: Chino XL, Ras Kass
        
            You prayed for me and I came!  How far you n____z wanna push me?
            I'm leaving the crowds happy like OJ Simpson when he got his first white p____
            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 f___ed 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 a__'ll never take another breath
            cuz, I write the songs like Barry Manilow
            I like my Sugar Brown like Hugh Grant f___ed D'Angelo
        
            Now I got n____z claimin they saw God unfortunately
            He wasn't in the person of Master Farad Muhammad
            Some often ask how can this n____ 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 p___ I'm getting popular
        
            Popular, no ocular, MC's perp particular
            but not quite yet perpendicular
            Compound fractures fibulas when n____z 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 n____ from the Gravity click
            You don't give a f___ as long as bud gets lit
        
            You're f___in with the HemiSidal lunatics
            Like licorice, n____z 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 n____ serve Ras is when f__gots 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 t__o 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 n____ 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 s___ up you're shooting gerbils up your a__hole like Richard Gere
        
            Verse Three: Ras Kass, Chino XL
        
            b____ a__ n____z what see?
            I gives a f___ 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 n____z 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
            s__ing picture perfect hoes like Pocahontas often
            And I'd rather hear Willie Nelson than f___ing 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 n____ Ras, that n____ Chino
            The n____ bird, yo that s___ is large
        
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