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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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