Lyrics
Cause i be on the big screen with angelina jolie, that s a fake ma e
I go to a whorehouse for a good deal and get a record deal to get fucked, hit these motherfuckers kill these niggas
You fuck around with me and you ll get pistol-whipped, rippin the fuckin tickets
I m angry like jewish holocaust survivin families, no stranger to the fact rappers can t stand me
The day finally arrived, gasping in awe they couldn t believe that they saw, with the same insignia that i have tattooed on my arm
the record business is all luck
I ve been here before from earth s core to seashore, the one they prayed for Messiah, forward or back like eve s name
Gasping in awe they couldn t believe that they saw, by god s instrument, i shoot em down with bullets made by melted down grammy s
aurelius maximus
Revenge ll take patience, i ve been here before from earth s core to seashore Xl, on the day i was born
I ll bottle up crack in manger, in a room with a nazi
On the day i was born, taoist monks banged a big gold gong Xl, hit these motherfuckers kill these niggas
I m angry like jewish holocaust survivin families, you a fake killer Chino, chino is the lyrical messiah
Forward or back like eve s name, you couldn t fit it on 80 dat s, why non-lyricists is on cribs and not me
You insane thinkin i ll ever be sane, the record business is all luck Messiah, bringin em love through war
on the day i was born
By god s instrument, by god s instrument, gasping in awe they couldn t believe that they saw
Forward or back like eve s name, cause hip-hop cannot see Messiah, burn down villages
Chi contained in the word christ not a coincidence, revenge ll take patience, i slap frida s unibrow
what i write with ain t ink my ballpoint hemorrhages religiousness
Knowin damn well chino is the lyrical messiah, the record business is all luck Chino, on the day i was born
let me back in the game
Let me back in the game, i slap frida s unibrow, i go to a whorehouse for a good deal and get a record deal to get fucked
i spit it for 80 wakes
I ll bottle up crack in manger, i ve avoided bein wack
I ve avoided bein wack, i always been the same
Now leaving childhood they stole my innocence, i spit it for 80 wakes, on the day i was born
gimme a time machine
I spit it for 80 wakes, revenge ll take patience
You probably wanna body papi, taoist monks banged a big gold gong, the illegitimate son of father time and mother nature
i spit it for 80 wakes
The illegitimate son of father time and mother nature, now leaving childhood they stole my innocence
