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chillinit - can opened lyrics
bar flows and you’re riding my waves
i’m a great white shark, you’re a surfer
so all you can see is my eyes
you would think i was wearing a burka
check check i’m the best with the beats
head for head, you’re left resting in peace
one eyebrow, i browsed your b-tch
she looked like the dude from sesame street
i’m a, big flirter, rhyming inverter
go ja rule when i reign down murder
smoke green p’s like i got green p’s
but you still cop l’s, like you drivin’ a learner
i kick goals like footy
do it for the love of the scene, the nike hoodies
do it for the love of the drugs, it’s all good
you’re a toy with a b-tch of a buzz, you’re like woody
me and your girl left the party
trust that, no doubt, no gwen stefani
rolled up, dolled up in a red ferrari
then she ran for the night, she be next to barbie
wooh, i ain’t gonna be no ken
legal -ss boy i don’t see no men
drop in the clip, no one’s in the background
n0body cares, i don’t see no friends
i don’t need this beef, i don’t need to pretend
i don’t need no beats, don’t need no pen
don’t need this sh-t, i could put the mic down
and f-ck you up like i was mc ren
your levels at mc 1
brudda you be lookin’ at a mc 10
verse me and a mcs done
bar for bar i leave a mc dead
yeah, i show a few mcs love
now all of ya’ll on a mcs trend
i bleed it on a page and black out in rage
on a stage for the ? and my pen bleeds red
tryna steal my shine, f-ck that
really wanna take mine, f-ck that
don’t quit with the rhymes, f-ck that
you wanna get it, f-ck that f-ck that
we could kick it old school, ??
we could kick it old school, ??
mic checker, it’s mr. mic checker
uh, can okan
what are you d-mn smokin’, i’m invincible
if you’re the new school, well i’m the princ-p-l
your ex girl, that b-tch was a fresh hottie
had her playin’ with the genitals, singin’ now get bodied
wooh, you wanna rap war? tell him i’m war ready
one month and then your fans are yellin’ 420
one year and you be stopping with the raps
goin’ back to hungry jacks coz the chill was more heavy
one week you be rappin’ on some drake sh-t
next week you be rappin’ like you skepta
all you did was go n prove you bout the fake sh-t
watch me cook you in the lab like i was dexter
fact one, successful song you ever wrote was inspired by the chill while you be ridin’ on my flows
fact two, guarantee it’s literally a fact, that you f-ggots ?? grew up prolly listenin’ to my raps
fact three, your mumma tried to stab and make the k!ll coz that now you were conceived, she forgot to take the pill
fact four, warned you not to diss me on the track, i f-ckin’ live for rap, i ain’t gonna hold this back
fact five, claim you never do it for the likes, but you chuck and f-ckin ?? on everything you write
fact six, you used to hide up in the cubicles, and wait for all the kids while you would cry inside the urinals
f-ck bars, bruvva that’s just facts
f-ck a mainstream hook, my brudda it’s just rap
your friends, they told me a few facts
that you used to love the chill n you studied my old raps
i’m a rap k!ller, i’d probably smack the tripper
and go and feed these organs til’ we’re silver back gorilla
i smoke the cones but i need to pack ‘em bigger
just to listen to your tracks coz your f-ckin’ sh-t is trash
here comes the hit squad
here comes the chill squad
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