Eye Lyrics - Ricanstruction: The Black Rosary - Chino Xl

I know it gets no better than this 

When I'm on my Detroit, New Jersey, Los Angeles shit 

I have a whole crowds pumping their fist 

Feeling like it when we was kids 

I'd have Proof and J.Dilla both back in this bitch 

You let the weed smoke flow from your chest 

And thank God that hip hop exists 

And now back with a vengeance 

But you'se like Oprah Winfrey with a thousand stedmans 

Break you open like a graving, picking up the dead mens 

Blessed making a living, my show's an essence 

Having lots of women in attendance 

Listening to this murdereous creature infecting all time itself 

Just with my vibe assistance 

Please don't try this at home 

Drums sounding like Hannibal's elephants marching on their way to conquering Rome 

And the patriots saying in vain giving a fuck what a hater think 

Wiping your ass like Marvin Gaye's dad when he was cross-dressing drank 

Leaving a residue with death and destruction in this edifice 

Clipping the wings of Pegasus 

Restlessness from the absence of a trusted mother's gentleness 

Cash (?) stash stick it in Burt Reynold's shit 

Monsterous, no conscienceness 

Collabing with the ghost of rappers 

I've killed that death hasn't been fast enough to process yet 

Throwing pictures at moving cars like wushu man 

It's all fun and games until it's Chino versus planet 

I'll push a baby to the desert and watch her lungs expand 

Shaking like radioation that's leaking from Japan 

Paying for my karmic death 

Like Christians in the Colosseum singing while lions tearing them to shreds 

It's colder than Pittsburgh, the spics disturbed 

The women whisper, it's Mr.Disappearing with your sister 

Prepare to be in the air when Gabriel's horns blows 

But Malakai ain't got nothing on the evil under this cornrolls 

Your cars spinning with chrome, not a significant gold 

I'm guiding the flesh with flows like the Vatican chose 

Your frailed (?) nose gets finished and explosed 

Get exposed sitting on a Venice throne of skinning scolds 

Chino is back, and it's the illest situation 

It's like the second coming of Christ, and every Latino celebrating 

Still carrying them cyanide capsuls 

Recolada, I'm beating that ink outta your tattoos 

The bonafide Hesus, divine statue 

Got a love for hip-hop that could never be lost 

Even if it ignores me like the media ignored slavery and Armenian holocaust 

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