No Complex Chino XL
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[Intro]
Your molecules are now in motion
Hypnotic effect
So check the way you move on your complexes
[Chorus]
Inferiority complex, I got you carrying Glocks and TECs
And got you feeling hesitant to step on stage and represent
[Verse 1]
It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence
Creates paranoias inside of your mind when you rhyme
The term Chino's Latin, but I got black soul
Flows I create's unforgettable like Nat King Cole
Bullet holes through the shields of your Land Cruiser
My clique is stoned like they eyes gazed upon Medusa
Makin this picture clearer, it gets weirder than incest
Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez
Getting the people hyped like Monday Night at the Improv
Dive in Ricki's lake plus I rush like Limbaugh
I will detach your limbs, there ain't no wins if you test mine
You won't be coming back again like Sinbad's sitcom
I think they wanna battle, you blew up like Roseanne's belly
Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly
Fear and superstition could get iller than circumcision
And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin'
My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin
Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous combustion (kill all my)
Kill all my complexes make any crowd scream and yell
Oppose and catch a bullet in your back like Philip Pannell
It's your complex that makes you buy a fake Rolex
To impress the next big butt big breast like it's a contest
Your molecules are now in motion
Hypnotic effect
So check the way you move on your complexes
[Chorus]
Inferiority complex, I got you carrying Glocks and TECs
And got you feeling hesitant to step on stage and represent
[Verse 1]
It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence
Creates paranoias inside of your mind when you rhyme
The term Chino's Latin, but I got black soul
Flows I create's unforgettable like Nat King Cole
Bullet holes through the shields of your Land Cruiser
My clique is stoned like they eyes gazed upon Medusa
Makin this picture clearer, it gets weirder than incest
Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez
Getting the people hyped like Monday Night at the Improv
Dive in Ricki's lake plus I rush like Limbaugh
I will detach your limbs, there ain't no wins if you test mine
You won't be coming back again like Sinbad's sitcom
I think they wanna battle, you blew up like Roseanne's belly
Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly
Fear and superstition could get iller than circumcision
And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin'
My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin
Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous combustion (kill all my)
Kill all my complexes make any crowd scream and yell
Oppose and catch a bullet in your back like Philip Pannell
It's your complex that makes you buy a fake Rolex
To impress the next big butt big breast like it's a contest
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