Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song NAHH, artist - Chino XL. Album song RICANstruction: The Black Rosary, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.09.2012
Record label: Messiah
Song language: English
NAHH |
I just can’t…I just can’t let niggas* |
I can’t let motherfuckers take this from me man |
This is what I got. |
This is all I got |
It’s a blessing. |
It’s all I got |
I think about it 23 hours a day |
And beg God for revenge every night when I pray |
You left me for dead, the only thing that I can say |
Did I seem like a nigga that would just go away!?! |
Nahh! |
It’s time to even the odds |
Chino’s sick, accepting all get well cards |
Most under rated lyric artist, that’s him |
I walk on water, haters claim it’s cause I can’t swim |
I’m the illest |
When not allowed to prove |
I ain’t tasteless, like my tongue is surgically removed |
So I’m gonna take my last breath |
The entire English language got together and had sentenced me to death |
Chino the barbarian, that Puerto Rican rhyme slayer |
You get Slashed like Guns N Rose’s guitar player |
You should be afraid of me, I’m here to take your fans |
But they agree you couldn’t be my hype man’s hype man |
I spit it sharp as a needle since the leaders were leadin' |
I get even stevens leavin’lots of Starvin’Marvin’s bleedin' |
You receivin’a secret they keepin’deep in the basement |
Beneath Chino the demon screamin’beatin’up Mother Nature |
Written scriptures, givin’you visions that’s damn near religious |
It’s wicked and mystic and twisted as covens of witches |
Ridiculous is how my Heckler &Koch pop you where your ribs is |
The murder scene will be grizzly… bear/bare witness |
Primitive, medieval, barely literate, savage |
'Defeat Chino’is an oxymoron like 'happy marriage' |
I allow churches to be all around |
My neighbors tired of people worshipin’outside of my house |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
The days of your life, all the years you’ve been born |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
Nahh! |
I think about it 23 hours a day |
And beg God for revenge every night when I pray |
You left me for dead, the only thing that I can say |
Did I seem like a nigga that would just go away!?! |
Nahh! |
Entertainers names and lines, I started those |
Big Chino, created from God’s particles |
The flows from my abdominal is abominable |
Non vonerable, part animal, dark paranormal like ghost |
«Man I hate these rappers, why don’t you off 'em"I hear it often |
When I’m gone son they won’t be worth a splinter in my coffin |
Once I auction off my crown of thorns, there’s no more |
Me fall off is the reason they invented the word «never"for |
You should change your name to Nas |
Cause when you ask, can you out spit Chino all you’re gonna hear is a lot of |
naw’s/Nas |
I’m wise, you could learn that from me |
Impregnate you with so many bullets you could take maternity leave |
I’m a sadist and I say this with a dated cadence |
I’m dedicated to hatred, escapin’off of Satan’s play list |
I’m dangerous, when I communicate what I’m thinkin' |
Brain dead I’ll spit in Morse code, write down what I’m blinking |
Rhyme contortionist, shot my way out of Hell’s orphanage |
Using a slingshot and live scorpions |
Paragraph perverter, the spic that you can’t murder |
Sick |
Get a kick out of feeding a cow a hamburger |
You’re garbage and you convince the world perfectly |
When you rhyme I’m so bored (board) you can surf on me |
Labels, how you gets your artist’s best work? |
Lie to 'em, tell 'em that you puttin’Chino on the third verse |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
The days of your life, all the years you’ve been born |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
Nahh! |
I think about it 23 hours a day |
And beg God for revenge every night when I pray |
You left me for dead, the only thing that I can say |
Did I seem like a nigga that would just go away!?! |
Nahh! |
Fasten your seat belts this is Air France |
I’m like Nirvana when it came to kill the hair bands |
I’m cold as ice, might slip into my madness |
When I spit, everything is hard like my lungs is on Cialis |
Yeah, I ain’t scared of these newcomers |
Cause they fly for the first time like the Wright brothers |
Why? |
nigga that’s swingin’from trees |
Eatin’almonds from the eggs of endangered species |
You lookin’for the feces? |
This is it |
Did real songs with Dilla not no made up shits |
You supposed to be the heir to the throne |
But you left air in the throne, vacant |
Waitin’for the ragin’Chino to come along |
I’m from a place that we’re never wrong, never calm |
Play Guitar Hero with your severed arm |
I bring liquor, bench press and write rhymes raw |
So I raise the bar, while raisin’the bar while raisin’the bar |
My dark art murders you in every frame |
Retarded like Daddy Yankee looked when endorsing McCain |
I’m deranged with insane pain penmanship |
Greatest wit |
Since the Dead Sea Scrolls was only sick |
Denyin’I’m one of the greatest that’s your loss |
I got no love for the other side like a coin toss |
Albatross, night lurker, out for blood |
Swingin’the bat like Manny Ramirez with no enhancement drugs |
Fuck |
My anger is bad |
Even the Incredible Hulk turns into Chino when he get’s real mad |
I let flames spray |
Then forget about you like Farrah Faucet’s death |
Cause Michael Jackson died the same day |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
The days of your life, all the years you’ve been born |
You’ve never known a man that thinks like this one before |
Nahh! |
I think about it 23 hours a day |
And beg God for revenge every night when I pray |
You left me for dead, the only thing that I can say |
Did I seem like a nigga that would just go away!?! |
Nahh! |
Sound without Focus is just noise |