Santino - Chinatown Freestyle lyrics

[Intro: Santino] Backpack rhyming Talking 'bout gold and diamonds k** your whole a**ignment Need a moment of silence Just a peace keeper holding the violence Or a street sweeper rolling and riding See me in a cage holding a lion He bit my neck, hold me I'm dying I see a white light and homie it's blinding This weed too loud so I gotta be quiet [Verse 1: Santino] These b**hes want to see me in the day time Probably catch me on a f**ing episode of Dateline You can hear the track spin, listen to the ba** line Beat so hard it's a mother f**ing hate crime I ain't got no time for nothing These rappers, dime a dozen A dollar holds most power, but define corruption And is your face most sour when my crowd is jumping I got something you'll never possess, clown, you're stuntin' On my A.K.A. sh**, Tino he don't play sh** Young and wild, but I'm learning something every day sh** Hit the ground running, running through all of these bases Touchdown, field goal, oooh I can taste it I'm a f**ing cash cow, oooh I can taste it I'm a f**ing piece of sh**, oooh I get wasted Guess I should embrace it, it's back to the basics I'll finish up these bars then it's back to the day shift [Chorus: Santino] Whylin' Whylin' I'm feeling like I'm running ‘round Chinatown, Whylin' out (Chinatown, Chinatown) Whylin' Whylin' I'm feeling like I'm running ‘round Chinatown, Whylin' out (Whylin' out) Whylin' Whylin' I'm feeling like I'm running ‘round Chinatown, Whylin' out (Whylin' out) Whylin' Whylin' I'm feeling like I'm running round (round round) (Whylin') [Verse 2: Santino] I'm feeling like I'm running round Chinatown On the wrong side of town Dealing with a whole lot of sh** f** a problem now, I just want some gold on my wrist And a bad b**h, who is on some do me right sh** Here's a doobie light this, like this, like a white chick Feisty, probably is a Pisces Rapping is an art I should probably do it nicely But even cake usually has a little bit of icing We on the front page I knew that one day I'd be rapping spitting bars Living large, ba** hitting hard And I got planes on the runway And they one way So you can't come play But I'm with you in your heart As you pick apart these bars Free of charge Life is sweeter than a sundae [Chorus - Repeat 2x] [Outro: Santino] [?]