Crooked I And Chino Xl Freestyle

(feat. Crooked I & Chino XL)

[Crooked I]
Yo, I spit impossible rhymes full of philosophical lines
My phenomenal shine, I leave everyone our your opticals blind
Run you over when it's Apocalypse time
I'm half-man, half-diesel like Optimus Prime
Cocking this .9 to pop ya', permanent disfigurement have you rocking
Half an mask like the Phantom of the Opera
Mach 3 is how fast I'll drop ya'
Walk back to fathers, the speed they clocked
You thought you had it winned here?!
Like watching porno flicks with 6 chicks
I'm the hardest one in here, straps on the New Year
We bust like every night's New Year's, cerebral hemispheres get blew here
It's really no need to cuss and fuss
Just hope out of the bushes scratched up from the brush and bust
I make the angriest Athiest praise me, if not
He's fenna simultaneously pain of an shot and I shake his pancreas
Maybe, it's my instantaneous plots, the craziest MC couldn't face me
If an alien gave him this thoughts — Kamikazes regulate
I strap an time bomb under my trenchcoat and hug you 'till it detonates
I was brainwashed by NWA and BDP, I'm the year 2000 version of the DOC
And when crooked, I spot these fake clicks
They better be able to dodge bullets like The Matrix or take 6
I'm so onerous in dominant in prominent hip-hop conglomerate
On this continent, I'm bombing it! When icon ill out
I spit out rhymes so offensive even Chino will tell me to chill out...

[Chino XL]
I don't care what nobody spits, or what they kick
I punch them in the throat and watch them choke like The Knicks
But why all these rappers want to rhyme like me?!
Your words should be like Jon B. worships black punani
And push me to the point I wanna smack them, yo
To try to steal my fans like Chico did to D'Angelo's
But if imitation were an asset, there will be nothing left of me but jewelry 52 teeth
And an beltbuckle, my skills are to die for
During writer's block, I still create this timeless lines of wisdom
Like they pass the lips of Buddha's, who the sharpshooter that's claiming
That they gonna kill me?! When they see me
I re-name them remotely an hundred inch color T.V
I'm all for the hezy, see that your record company done hired
Chino XL to come and re-possess their deal back?!
I put the fly to your eye like Ethiopians starving
Life's tedious tasks, you no longer have to take pardon
You shouldn't have start them — You done, done it!
Go purchases an microscope to read the rappers names that won it
My brain deserve its own infomercial for the how it thinks
You can't be safe by copying Tae-Bo with Billy Blinks
I turn the sins to the rocks to the rhymes of the waterdrops
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