Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Partner to Swing, artist - Chino XL. Album song Here To Save You All, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 04.04.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: American
Song language: English
Partner to Swing |
| Check it, I catch more heat than a histitic jew |
| You catch two thumbs down like a Matty Rich movie review |
| Your individuality is missing like Adam Walsh |
| Your image faker than the hair on Diana Ross |
| Too far gone inside my art form |
| Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that’s cool |
| But while you’re being me who’s being you? |
| I’m hot like Patra, Doggystyle on all fours |
| End your career like Christopher Williams did Al B. Sures |
| Mass hysteria, malaria come to ya area |
| You couldn’t touch my style with Hands Across America |
| I slaughter, spit in your water like Kidd homes |
| Leave you need orthoscopic surgury like Quincey Jones |
| Cause I can give Beverly, Demi and even Melvin Moore (more) |
| Van Halen, Eddie, get Ellen ready make Pauly Shore (sure) |
| Your new single sounds like the double dutch bust remix |
| Watch you collapse and die like you was River Phoenix |
| Me and rap go way back like LL’s hairline |
| Nigga fuck a punch line, I write fucking punch rhymes |
| I’m gorgous so when I’m performing just leave your girls at home |
| I’m the best thing to happen to bitches since the straightening comb |
| When I’m up in 'em spittin’venoms I never go soft (never) |
| I make that pussy snap Back Back Back and Forth |
| Some more outtakes over B. Rich roughbreaks |
| I write more rhymes han Rick James makes license plates |
| So life every voice and sing |
| Cause I don’t need no partner to swing |
| Hook: |
| They don’t know |
| They don’t need a partner to swing (X6) |
| More cash in my hand — Grand Puba |
| Surrounded by more mysteries than the stone henge |
| Warning your friends, Chino X could make the corrinor cringe |
| Urinating in the audience when I perform |
| Biting the heads of chickens and bats like Ozzy Osborne |
| I got multiple personalities so be afraid |
| The cypher is? |
| I’m Jim Jones now here’s the Kool-Aid |
| You better recognize and know the time like Barisa or dance like Kid’N’Play |
| Cause You Ain’t Gonna Hurt Nobody |
| You better fear will I knife or stick in you |
| Look up at the sky and ask why has God forsaken you |
| Chin-wa! |
| Bringin’new styles that MC’s couldn’t start |
| While the walls be closin’in on them like fat around Dr. J’s heart |
| To keep in shape I scrap knives and I take lives |
| Subliminally I encourage teenage suicide |
| When my video is on the Box you gets to orderin' |
| People want to know the 4−1-1 on art of origin |
| I was bitter got richer, the nigga child molester |
| Throwin’out my shit like Red Fox did Ann Nester |
| Can’t be productive when your partner is just a lazy bitch |
| Leaves you feeling frusterated like you signed to Wild Pitch |
| Now like Sammy Davis ran from the IRS |
| You better run from that nigga Chino X And if you score well then perform, MC’s with hesitence |
| Remember you can be replaced like Ann did on Crushed Grapes |
| You’re man is holding you up don’t front like everything is dandy |
| Peace to 5 foot 6 now I’m out like John Candy |
| Hook (x4) |
| So now you gotta put in time if you wanna get near me But you can’t hear me, cause you’re an asshole like Dennis Leary |
| Leave you crispy like the children of Kadaffi |
| You couldn’t get no justice if you dug up Thurgo Marshall’s body |
| My career is right out of the bible in the show bizness |
| I drop my staff it turn to snakes just like Moses |
| If I found a new crew with same circumstances |
| Catch the L and they’ll be assed out like Prince’s pants |
| I’m back on track without another nigga urfin’me |
| Peace to Ragman, now I’m out like Freddy Mercury |
| So lift every voice and sing |
| Cause I don’t need no partner to swing |
| Hook (x3) |