Many Different Ways Lyrics

Many Different Ways lyrics

I take your mind and I smash it into plasma
*gasp for air* Breathe like
asthma til your just a cadaver
How fast this is your faggot crew's a bunch
of actresses
My skills go back to flippin on pissy matresses
Not Subroc I
catch you out like Matlock
Now your name's in the Way Outdated Section next
to Chubb Rock
It's kind of funny some of you cracker DJ's shun me
cause I
make your favorite rappers come up short like Bud Bundy
I'm All in the
Family, sick like Archie Bunker, fuckin eat it
Your styles are cheesy like a
uncircumcised penis
Better jet out, brother out, your R&B I first ignore
ya
Fuck Heavy D, cause "I Got Nothin But HATE For Ya"!!
I'm Chino XL, now
who the fuck are you? I'm laughing
smashing you like a bottle of Zima
Oh
now all of a sudden you got emphesema?
BURRNT, save that shit for rich
verbatim days behind me
I'm yellow as hell, but I rip more BlackSTREET's
than Teddy Riley
I'm not environmentally concious so fuck an Earth Day on my
worst day
I could kill more slanted eyes than a Japanese earthquake
and in
the first place, Farrah couldn't Fawcett when I lost it
Give me that mic, you
monkey motherfucker, you look exhausted!
When I'm tipsy, cut you like Bush
cut Social Security
You couldn't make this crowd bounce like they one big
silicone tittie
It ricochets, hear my name in projects hallways
Chino
will amaze in so many different ways, what?
[Chorus]
Fuck that *cough*
when I bust that *cough*, watch this
I'm knockin niggaz out like they
homosexual boxers
Now you feel like a building when the wrecking ball
hits
I'M the type of nigga bitches like Brandy Wanna Be Down with
Not
Howard Stern but get your temper burning, make you vomit
blood in slow
motion like Tyra Banks go in Higher Learning
Enema, comma, coma, drama,
dilemma, die like Dahmer
You can't see me like the Muppet Babies grand -
mama
I'm a barbed wire condom once fuckin with that you'll - holler
My
flows wet shit up like Barry White's shirt - collar
And I'm smoke Bones with
mad Thugs we be in Harmony
But da-na-da-da-dahh-dah, just doesn't fuckin
appeal to me
Disgustin me like Greg Lougainis AIDS my style is full
blown
I'm wild like a latch key kid when his alcoholic daddy ain't
home
Skip the silly facts is what you really lacks, your city give me
daps
When Chino XL cuts you bleedin to death like hemophiliacs
Testin me
is heresy I'm ill as leprosy I could make
Farrakhan grow dreads (BO BO!) and
do the pepper seed
Spilling blood, similar to Exxon Valdez strike like a boa
constrictor
Pain I inflict ya made ya scream like Little Richard
Battle
me, no more props, no more fan mail admiration
You DIE, no time readin that
for dramatization
You got your contract now you dissin me -- when
you
barely own yourself like the Adams Family electricity
Bow your head
in praise, the crowd sways when I hit the stage
Chino flips a phrase in so
many different ways, uhh
Chorus
Projecting my East coast semen all over
ya (they be cloning ya)
I'm leaving em starving like they from Cambodia
(nice knowing ya)
I'm telling ya fuck your cellular fuck your
SkyPager
None of that can save ya when I SLASH ya with my rusty razor
In
need of dry towels, my eye scowls, White Owls I split ya
Reposing like an
Arthur Ashe before and after picture
My crew stay high like astronauts, this
yellow bastard rocks
Still representin Jersey to the fullest -- Down at
Fraggle Rock!
So now I rips again; leavin rappers whimperin
Makin my
impression left in ears like discarded syringe
Cinematogrophy showin slides
of your autopsy, no fair
I'm turning your whole projects into Tiannamen
Square
Not number five like caps bust inside of Tupac's side
Rap side,
not Pharcyde, burn your eyes like hydrogen peroxide
You better dodge this
God that's lookin like DeBarge
Disgusting like an old white woman's
medicinal discharge, swingin
my fist hard, causin viral spinal menengitis,
when the slightest
vinyl coincides you risk dying to my violent twist
The
Tin Ma -- if I only had a heart! I wouldn't make
all y'all niggaz sit in the
backseat like fuckin Rosa Parks
I represent them niggaz that make you one
healthier
while you represent bad niggaz like Denzel in Philadelphia
I
ruin more brothers with skills careers than Don King, yo
yo B stop the track
here the phone is ringing I hear the phone ringing
*phone rings*
Yo? "Yo
Chino you look so good!
I just know you gotta a big dick
I wanna fuck you
so bad!"
Oh seven no one seventy the zip code I don't give a fuck
Throw an
uppercut, was getting XL all fired up
worth getting your jaw all wired
up?
Be a man like Me'shell N'degeocello, receive your ass-beating
I
perform in front of more sellout crowds than a NAACP meeting
I'm making MC's
look Dumber and Dumber like Jim Carrey
Go dig for David Cole I'm back in
office like Marion Barry
My crew parleys while your girl braiding my
braids
MC's are afraid in so Many Different Ways!
Chorus
"Chino was
fly but too fly for me!" --> MC Lyte ('Cappucino')
(repeat 4X)