Asshole Chino XL

I, don't, un-der-stand what goes on in the mind of Chino XL!

(Chorus)
I'm more known for beef than Bad Boy and Death Row
So when I'm finished rockin I hear, "You fuckin asshole!"
I get on stage at Summer Jam, piss on the front row
And have the whole crowd screamin out, "You fuckin asshole!"
You either love me or hate me, but you can't stop my dough
I keep all the broke niggas thinkin, "You fuckin asshole!"
Your girl recognize me like cubans do Castro
Lemme see those middle fingers up high, "You fuckin asshole!"

(Verse 1)
I copped the Clark Kent joint, now what the fuck you gonna do?
Yo, I'mma spit till my whole bodies devoid of all this fluid
And you can't even do it, imagine how ill I can get
You just assume to see Britney Spears on the cover of Jet
The government is after me for being internationally dastardly
Just ask the real MC's who this illest yellow bastard be
Battle me and win if we battle to see who's the brokest
I'm sicker than seeing Kelly Price doing aerobics
Sicker than finding out firsthand Jennifer Lopez can't fuck
Sicker than seeing Richard Pryor in his wheelchair doing stand up
And what, I'm first, mom told me stay in my place
But I still never met my match like my ass and Shabba's face
Got real ways to bring terror, so you better
Think twice about fuckin around with me like you see Tia and Tamera
Or avoid me totally, all consider with caution
Similar to deciding wether or not to drink after Magic Johnson
I Squash and hunt men with David Carradine Tai Kung Fu
The Rappers I'm writing rhymes for should be writing rhymes for you