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chino xl - grey discipline lyrics

[verse 1: eto]
i ain’t get a haircut, changed my jeans
it’s been a nightmare, money never came by dreams
?do you shoot in dirt, twist his top, ai clean?
they missed me by a hair, i miss the block, praise my fiends
get me solitary, they ain’t gonna break my spirit
nothin’ to hold me on, that’s when they try to take my lyrics
that’d k!ll me, ’cause eto don’t lie, for that i’m guilty, i
i’d rather that before i snake my theorist
lot of these cornb_lls got bodied and swarmed on
their faces get painted, i gotta be warhog
i’ll be getting stocky in four walls
i had heart before bars
calm
respect the discipline
but they only respect the bickerin’
?it’s longest in the sevens?, don’t let the sinners in
?h_ll’s roof’ll? win again, watch

[verse 2: chino xl & eto]
chino runnin’ out of bars, like h_ll i am
describe myself in four words: like h_ll i am
puerto rican godfather that’s respected like god’s father
spillin’ vodka, ?sheet? lucifer liturgy
lava doused karma in satan’s saliva, ?comma?
true illest n_gga by far, the bar piler
the reason unhuman being gene pool’s in need of a life guard prob’ly
(that king chi sh_t)
monster with compromised mental health
i go to drug stores and put all the pills for back pain on the bottom shelf
my spit is ether that is steepin’ deeper than h_ll
i write what words would say if words could actually speak or write words for themselves
no glorification but through affiliation i’ve seen more huge birds
than on lady gaga’s lapel during joe biden’s inauguration
the streets in disclosure of disclosed location
ministers drop bags off so n_ggas can flip the congregation saying prayer donations
a rare occasion’s when i have no ?fair? inspiration
i throw on some ether but the godd_mn plot amazin’, brazen police station desecrations
you and your man soft
i got caught cheatin’ in solitaire out in the middle east and cut my own hands off
what i’m conjuring rest in paranormal like lorraine warren
i just hung up on your life callin’
knife and syllable slashin’, write till my wrist is crampin’
be advised, you won’t do a d_mn thing, you know the vibes like lionel hampton
been a violent, disciplined champion
since before bustin’ out of the ice ravin’ and rantin’
in the video for sway & tech’s wake up show anthem
(it’s classic sh_t, n_gga)

- chino xl

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