Little Brother - Starvation lyrics

[Chaundon] Yeah, it's Chaundon, and Little Brother Khrysis on the boards with the heat We bout to turn this muh'f**in Chitlin Circuit out Yeah, yeah The hottest product out, got my name on it Everybody rap nowaday, the difference is I get payed for it Fliers got my face on it... (you know my steez) Takin pictures with some b**hes, telling paparazzi "cheese" My arrogance got me walkin with a mean swagger Hooks and punch lines will make your team stand up Between women and weed I only f** with dimes And both habits don't affect my money or my mind I'm always on the grind, can't afford to fall behind (And you wack a** n***as) can't eclipse my shine (You can't handle the truth) Chaundon stay winnin I'm a problem behind bars like Mission Linen You need a sixteen? I'm the man for the job Been nice since Mike got his first nose job You could never get the best of me If I was Alex Trebek, I would bet your whole career would be in Jeopardy! [Phonte] Uh, 'Te and Chaundilla... get on the mic and clash like titans Strike like lightnin, and what's quite frightenin Is the fact that there'll never be another quite like him Scratch rap, my category's insight writin Cause the sound of my voice could insight bias And my teetering style invites bitin - yes That n***a got flows, and he do got hoes Whether they hot does or inside HIAS Phonte's the man to do it - y'all spineless While my sh** is timeless like Jammin Lewis Only because you need it, and dog best believe that You the livest n***a walkin only because I'm seeded Heavyweight rhyme sh** - y'all about to see it Have the crowd stretched out like a Sealy Posturepedic My n***a Khrysis beat knock and rock the speakers Till all competition is obsolete as Phonte n***a [Rapper Big Pooh] Uh, everybody wanna see some focus I say to everybody "Be chill, cause I know this" I wrote this for a show down south In the lab, where your a**? You can blow things out Word of mouth got me close ta Bein a recurrent theme on your kid's poster I'm boast a, record that the average rapper What you know? He can't even come close ta We roast up, any opposition Itchin and scratch us with them frail compositions I'm on a mission yo, and I dedi- cated my flow to critics and a**holes And also, new swagger, now Rapper swings a dagger that's bigger than Conan's I'm too lesbian to hold hands Wish about better days when you endin, see I promise man Just bought the new Big Tymers man Don't be mad - I heard Mickie D's is now hir-an Till that day I'm retir-an I'ma be on a level that's more higher than - you!