Have 2 Chino XL
"Have 2" by Chino XL, released in 1996, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of self-identity, resilience, and the struggles of life in urban environments. The lyrics reflect Chino's intricate wordplay and storytelling ability, showcasing his lyrical prowess. The song features a unique blend of aggressive beats and smooth flows, contributing to its cultural impact within the underground rap scene.
[Verse 1]
These rappers saying lines I’d never quote, they’re faker
Than them letters that Solar be claiming that Guru wrote
I wanna slit their throat and go berserk and stab kids
I’m underground and don’t give a fuck who Rebecca Black is
Distributing these knuckles straight across your glass chin
I will Manute Bol a nigga, I put him in a long casket
The monster spitter that’s sinister as a witch’s cackling
H1N1 off my tongue, but there is no vaccine
I’m brash and nocturnal and graphic like a whore’s journal
So I ain’t gotta rhyme ‘til I’m turning purple to merk and serve you
I get more checks than my ese homie Stermal
When I clear you out early like a Jonas Brother’s curfew
You try to sue the hospital, couldn’t be saved by breathing tubes
Jesus wearing a t-shirt that’s saying, “What Would Chino Do?”
I’m here to seal your doom, XL is a problem
You will never see me coming like a camouflage condom
The true villain, never through killing, my haters are
Just big fans, should be spinning on my bedroom ceiling
But Chino got ammo for every coward that’s hated him
And a trigger finger that’s twitching like Muhammad Ali’s brainstem
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
These rappers saying lines I’d never quote, they’re faker
Than them letters that Solar be claiming that Guru wrote
I wanna slit their throat and go berserk and stab kids
I’m underground and don’t give a fuck who Rebecca Black is
Distributing these knuckles straight across your glass chin
I will Manute Bol a nigga, I put him in a long casket
The monster spitter that’s sinister as a witch’s cackling
H1N1 off my tongue, but there is no vaccine
I’m brash and nocturnal and graphic like a whore’s journal
So I ain’t gotta rhyme ‘til I’m turning purple to merk and serve you
I get more checks than my ese homie Stermal
When I clear you out early like a Jonas Brother’s curfew
You try to sue the hospital, couldn’t be saved by breathing tubes
Jesus wearing a t-shirt that’s saying, “What Would Chino Do?”
I’m here to seal your doom, XL is a problem
You will never see me coming like a camouflage condom
The true villain, never through killing, my haters are
Just big fans, should be spinning on my bedroom ceiling
But Chino got ammo for every coward that’s hated him
And a trigger finger that’s twitching like Muhammad Ali’s brainstem
[Chorus]
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
I don’t wanna hurt you, but I will if I have to
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