Chino Xl - Buried in Vocabulary lyrics

[Verse 1 - Julius Luciano] I snatch the mic from you clowns, refuse to wait my turn This is the art of emceeing, to who it may concern I'm loony, wait, disturbed, I act like I truly can't discern Right from wrong, ignite the chrome, you stupid lames get burned The gat claps, call the llama gonorrhea Brrap, that's onomatopoeia, now your crew gets places in urns I kick styles, I didn't need the kudetai to learn The world is mine, I'm the son of the dude who makes it turn I'm God's descendant, I'm exceptionally clever Immaculate conception, like my inception was better Him, yeah, I'm him, my perception is extra-sensory Consider me perfection's successor Rappers pray to me, not in the direction of Mecca I'm outside the matrix, I'm in the Nebuchadnezzar We real MC's connecting together From the garden state to the golden state, our depth can't be measured [Verse 2 - Demetrius Capone] Rough and raw crank, clutch my balls, wait I'm balls deep in your mind, f** what y'all think You in some deep sh** like you crawled out of Shawshank I'm shot calling like I shot the ball and I called Bank This is that murder, murder, mu-murderous murder show I'm an insurgent in surgeon, cause with this burner I'm surgical Call my weapon the special olympics cause that .38's a pro You turned into the f**'m station, name it FM radio My gun will draw and stutter, blucka blucka, raw and gutter I'll go call your mother and that s*ut'll swallow all my nut up 'Till she cough my son up and that f**er is also your brother I do him like Brenda, n***as get tossed in a dumpster Make no mistake, I'm the greatest atheist, n***as know me As they say pray or I'm making you n***as holy Faker than silicon You gay cause you n***as only going in on some sh** when you raping your little homie [Verse 3 - Dice] You n***as thinking you're sick, come get your flu shots After shots flew, drop you then your crew drop I'm letting a couple more fly, call that a new fly Shots might break south, bullets through ya tube socks I'll squeeze the mac, leave you flat Become a thing of the recent past The only time your family sees you is when they dreamin, thinking back Heat'll clap, leave you cats leaking for thinking and speaking bad Put you n***as asleep in a bag, and I ain't speaking sleeping bags You say you on top of the city, like you Nino Brown I'm able to leap tall buildings in a single bound My shots leave your head spinning, f** drunk or tipsy I'll pull up, n***as break like the lunch truck is with me I'll leave a punk chump slumped, such a f**ing pity I f** monastery b**hes, nuns f**ing with me [Verse 4 - Kenny Siegel] Hold a sec, I'mma thumb through my mental rap rolodex And a**rape dummies, crash test dummy, I'm known to wreck You make me sick to my stomach, your flow upsets my solar plexus I'll blow the tech, now you inhale like you trying to hold ya breath n***a, I'm about as bad as your luck from a mirror crack I'll twist a n***a's head near his back 'till I hear a snap These n***as so soft that they gushy (less dangerous) Yes, wa*kstas, (they rookies), s** changes, (fake pussies) My flow is hot and liquid, it belongs in a f'n thermos Toxic hot spit, send you n***as epidermis Test and learn that d**h is hurtin' Get urked when Tech's is burstin' Get murked when weapon's spurtin' Leave holy as a reverend's sermon I got these n***as wondering, how could a villain be so nice I don't mean the internet, when I say I'm k**ing them on site I'm dope, I'm great white, a great white from the beach Want beef? The clips to my pistols all that's gonna come in peace [Verse 5 - Chino XL] I'm spinnin' it intricate, I belong to a sin syndicate With infinite ways of k**in' sh**, and discriminately I am different Magnifically significant, specifically causing pestilence I'm the infamous, God's instrument Chino born of a hideous chrysalis with pistol whips No questions, my impression is you feelin' nervousness See heaven and hell, both ignoring your prayers Keep talking, motherf**er, I'm k**ing your parents Every nightmare got a Chino appearence Ghetto vampire, no reflection in the mirror Turn your lights off, it's about to get serious This is the type of song that'll make you change careers Spiracy, teracy, Heracy, jealousy, loonacy, menacing Energy, fantasy, medicine, pedigree And I see hemorrhaging enemies (?) banishing Like venom and I take advantage of 'em You can bet that I be cuttin' like a man rushin' Everybody wanna k** a Puerto Rican ? Chino's an animal outside your castle with catapults From ma** a**aults with more soldiers and dogs than any land can hold Raw, ancient, flaming fire crossbows through air and fog Tear apart the endless walls and tears and scars and weird remarks Pray I'm lost beneath the forest, stinkin' corpse deep in the morgue But the beast evolved, speak to God, and she's my [?] ? My work ethic is epic, ethnic, eccentric, electric Unexpectedly eclectic It's nothing to get the women naked I'll hop in a time machine and petition your birth And get it signed by anyone that will ever walk on the face of this Earth Not Luciferian, stop worrying about this brother Chino That's unnecessary like fertility d** in Puerto Rico You're now witnessing the RICANstruction experience Change my name to miscarrage, cause I'm the sickest period