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(feat. Killah Priest) [Killah Priest] I do chin-ups of a niggaz bars, killin' off whole squads It's those gone off the line of scrimmage Beginners are finished, I'm relentless My spit game injures, I'm the ninja Blow on trees like winters In the centre, keep a sinister smile with the dillinger like John Wilkes Booth My palm still shoots ink, leavin' rappers in stink Pullin' gats out my mink, clap where you think I go from God Body to Godzilla to God forgive him 'Til I hope God is with him If not I spit jack, think witch dreams Of automatics, M-16s, submachines Slugly screams of blood Clear out clubs, air out mugs, put wings on thugs It's your screams I love I sample them, put on 'em on Pro Tools And Ad-lib 'em with vocals, Killah Priest [Chorus: Chino XL] The type of rappers that be Beastin' [x2] [Chino XL] SongtexteMy saliva's lava, the wicked anomalous scholar The author composin' your broken bones into an orchestra Burn in Heaven, no weapon can harm me These homos been in the closets so long I'ma donate them to Salvation Army Calmly tearin' ya flesh like the claws of a falcon Write songs 'til my wrist develops Carpal Tunnel Syndrome And there's no feelin' in my right thumb, my knuckles white and numb You should see the muscular development in my forearms I'm swarn human heron from here on Consider Chino XL a monster, fuck Charlize Theron You cling on to life like a skinny Luther I'm like an aircraft carrier goin' to war with a Mini Cooper Gettin' used to being crazy as a double jointed female doctor bent over, delivering her own baby Anti-Medical, non-preventable Make you and a dead man identical Sallow arms are well armed like an octopus Medical bust, penny you trust, non of you I'm the murdering minister when God is upset at you Right on schedule, calligraphers spit a comprehensible Poison Pen always the illest, today he's exceptional Slayin' professional between big deals I get jobs at McDonalds and throw cyanide pills into kids meals I slaughter individuals, throw rappers through windshields Slice them from ear to ear 'til they breathin' out of fish scales Every lyricist kneels to my internal, incurable inferno I beat a niggaz haircut into crop circles Hear the smotherless pain Be the main attraction in a circus how I can juggle your jugular vein I stumble and aim if you merely just mumble my name Crumple your fame, cripple ya fangs Isn't it strange it doesn't change I'm a beast The hungriest rapper alive pickin' human flesh out of my teeth You get shot in the streets or in sentences like Mystikal Don't even call rap rap no more, call it Chino XL Aus Songtexte Mania