0
D.X.P.S - Chino XL & Stu Bangas
0 0
D.X.P.S - Chino XL & Stu Bangas
[Verse 1]
Will I ever be sane? Never
Even my birth certificate is an apology letter
I partially decided retirement but y'all always ask for more
I’m thinking that I may be indecisive, but I'm not sure
?nail? you like my family members that I don't want to speak to
And I’m jealous of whoever had the pleasantness to never have to meet you
Puerto Rico, the read on my cerebral's a cathedral to convince angels and people transparency and be believable, God be like "I swear to Chino"
Sign sealed to deliver with a straight razor, the face breaker
Farmers hire me, everything I've ever created is a haymaker
Even if my voice was ho(a)rse, unstable and shaking
Lines that I've made famous could feed equestrian fleet spanning a thousand acres
Your lacerations and disfigurement's just for light cappin'
And your mirror-mirror-on-the-wall reflection asking "what the fuck happened?"
Linguistically remove the word "Chino" from your tonsil and mandible
And fuck sign language, keep my name out of your hands too

[Chorus]
Can you do it? - I'm not gon' be able to do
Stop being angry? - I’m not gon’ be able to do
Care if you hate me? - I'm not gon’ be able to do
Be a little less crazy! - I'm not gon' be able to do
Can you write basically? - I'm not gon’ be able to do
Talk to a fed agency? - I'm not gon' be able to do
(Who's better than you?)
Leave my impressions like a crucifix
Jers to Cali I'm on my Double-X-Posse-Shit
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?