Chorus 2x Let the rhythm come straight from your hips and Let the fire come straight from your lips and ? let your culo hit the floor? enough deep? ? if I just as sweet? let me just rap to the beats? Because I'm motivated when it comes to the floor Drop the rhythm, everything is insecure ? can you take your lives of?5 0 mass? Put your foot to the ground You are ready to dance
Now see
Hook You see deception It's the method to describe it and size it ? I tell you find, you just act? but you buy it I take it you finally realize That what you perceive to be rhythms full of lies
Because it's changing See the world is rearranging A profession that was? once I keep? Is all about money making How can't you see that the faking Be familiar with process And so
? I'm simply off to go to process of the settlement? ? pull for dreams? hike your? beams? and element? And realize it's a one big deception And don't be fooled by the props of perception
It's the chunky You want to jump with me right now on this hip-hop beat Get ready to dance ? telling to freestyle for me brother
? Back in the cottage Shouts to the general And general, I speak in many different tunes Big chunkstar, I ll be blazing up the earth Spitting off the verge, blessed by the earth So you know I'm ready to spit the lyrics See you get with it Big chunkstar got spirit Let me just chop it in? 16 gate kid? Because you know big chunkstar like to smoke the green Every single day on the road home It is all where I ll be in my area code I ll be the one with the wisdom Checking out the sizzler Getting a little stern Because I ll be mic I might be just a guy Joke on the mic, bring the? Give me the microphone you know how we flow Big chunkstar I'm about to explode Chunkstar whipping the microphone since the youngster I ll be in? suit Repercussion, you feel the repecussion ? full time Because you know we got a buster rhymes Chunkstar, ? I can't sublime Big shout to k-a-dollar Hey, homie, I hear you holla Represent this dude c-h-u-n-k-y that too I be the mic wreck I be the mic wreck kind of guy Give me the microphone and you know I spit rhymes on I spit the words, I spit out saliva So I step right into this circle You know I'm about to rip you off
Oh yeah, thank you chunky
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Ok. see I'm a lyrical, mimical A political and critical A clinical?pinnacle? I'm invincible, now cynical I'm ridicule and?cd-full? Now people peep my noise? I change voice? ?
? Imma pop a fuse ? ? ? And I'm truth
Because it doesn't even make sense in the rhyme I put it in the?lyric? because I have not got time And it's only one take to put it on the track So if I make a mistake I can't jump back
A lyrical genius ? ? My motto is the easiest ? Can't abuse it