Chino XL - Buried In Vocabulary Verse | Текст песни

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• Chino XL
• Buried In Vocabulary Verse

I'm spittin' it intricate, I belong to a sin syndicate
With infinite ways of killin' shit, and discriminantly I am different
Magnificently significant, specifically causing pestilence
I'm the infamous, God's instrument
Chino born of a hideous chrysalis with pistol whips
No questions, my impression is you feelin' nervousness
See heaven and hell, both ignoring your prayers
Keep talking, motherfucker, I'm killing your parents
Every nightmare got a Chino appearance
Ghetto vampire, no reflection in the mirrors
Turn your lights off, it's about to get serious
This is the type of song that'll make you change careers
Lyricy, terror see, never see, heresy, jealousy, lunacy, menacing
Energy, fantasy, medicine, pedigree
And I see hemorrhaging enemies in prison and banished
Do 'em like venison and take advantage of 'em
You can bet that I be cuttin' like a mad man Russian
Everybody wanna kill the Puerto Rican superhero
Till they hear the evil and they see the chainsaw buzzing
Chino's an animal outside your castle with catapults
From mass assaults with more soldiers and dogs than any land can hold
Launching, aiming flaming fire crossbows through the air and fog
Tear apart the endless walls and tears and scars and weird remarks
Pray I'm lost beneath the forest, stinkin' corpse deep in the morgue
But the beast evolved, speak to God, unsheath my sword (So meet the Moore)
Send in the military minotaurs
Bullets melt through you’re Mercede's metal doors
Raw like bully bizarre
You’ll be a skeleton skippin' skillfully through the graveyard
Medici madman, I got a gattle and it ain't matter
And I stay clappin' and straddlin' fragments of clavicle in chin
Collected in a medical metal tin
Straight jacket, insane bastard, for a strange jackal
To his face fractured from evasive cactus
I’m the breed that’ll feed a human centipede laxatives
My work ethic is epic, ethnic, eccentric, electric
Unexpectedly eclectic
It's nothing to get the women naked
I'll hop in a time machine and petition your birth
And get it signed by anyone that will ever walk on the face of this Earth
Not Luciferian, stop worrying about this brother Chino
That's unnecessary like fertility drugs in Puerto Rico
You're now witnessing the RICANstruction experience
Change my name to miscarriage, Chino's the sickest period