| Yeah, there’s a lot of these cats, man
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| Lot of cats, you know what I mean?
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| New cats, old cats; |
| doesn’t really matter
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| Everybody wanna be the best
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| Everybody wanna be the best
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| Been doin' this since my teen years
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| One of the greatest orators you have ever seen here
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| When I tell you to fall back, I mean rear
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| When I tell you these dudes shook, I mean fear
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| Starin' at me like you ain’t sure to seein' clear
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| Catch me on occasion like blue moons or green beer
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| Older and colder, the boulder holder will mold ya
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| Break ya and make ya into something more than a faker
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| Rappers be yappin' 'bout all that of the gats they cappin'
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| 'Til I catch 'em and zap 'em
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| They wonder what the hell happened
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| A wonder drug to cure all your mind’s ills
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| Superthug for sure, callin' on rhyme skills
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| I am the proof: talent is never temporary
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| I am the truth and the plauge on my adversaries
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| Test me at your peril, I keep a razor sterile
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| Beware of the Chill one
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| Technique is thorough
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| I said the technique is thorough
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| You know the technique is thorough
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| Tell 'em who the fuck I am
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| Chill Rob G
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| I’m simply top notch
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| Tell 'em who the fuck I am
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| The name is Chill Rob
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| I’m simply top notch
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| Yo, yo, yo
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| When I bust the dust you
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| I wanna tongue spit it
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| I done did it, you done quit it
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| I’m hitting the sluts, guts 'til the hunt shitted
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| You bullshittin', bitch you ain’t never come with it
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| I first hit it with the record label suck di-dick
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| The same time Holyfield forfeited
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| Is it invigorating when you wiggle your little weigh?
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| Let me pick up, you disobeying
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| What is it you saying? |
| Is it an enemy or a friend
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| You say you didn’t betray 'em
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| Kick 'em like kid and play
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| I’m leaving your liver laying
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| And the gun spit bullet holes hitting above ya
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| Like Rob G name on the Ride the Rhythm cover
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| Rip the contract with the goal to combat
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| Handcuff my arm back, falling on contact
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| Played the name game with the same lame
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| Bang banging your brain when I’m bringing the nightmares
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| Like game Dane, it’s a shame you ain’t maintaining the game
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| Claim you rain, bringing the pain
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| I’m ripping you out the frame like
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| Now I’m sittin' in the courtroom all day
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| I claim I’m innocent, but that’s what they all say
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| Rob tell 'em
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| Tell 'em who the fuck I am
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| Chill Rob G
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| I’m simply top notch
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| Tell 'em who the fuck I am
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| The name is Chill Rob
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| I’m simply top notch
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| But I might make your mind grow
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| Whether I spit speed, these bars are rhymed slow
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| It really doesn’t matter yo
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| Don’t let me stop you from checkin' out the data though
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| That’s if you wanna know
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| Me? |
| I just wanna flow
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| So, if you wanna go, it’s called freestyle, you better bring dough (yeah)
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| I’m one negro to avoid when annoyed (word)
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| I’m not responsible for what’s destroyed
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| I’m told that I can be a real hemorrhoid when blasting little bastards out into
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| a void
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| Kinda like Freud, except my analysis 'cause calluses and mental keloids
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| But don’t be alarmed, 'cause rap is an art
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| I came to take these rappers apart (yup)
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| Hard to separate the smell from a fart
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| Just kill 'em all and make a fresh start
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| Try to tell 'em
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| Tell 'em who the fuck I am
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| Chill Rob G
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| I’m simply top notch
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| Tell 'em who the fuck I am
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| The name is Chill Rob
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| I’m simply top notch |