Partner To Swing Lyrics - Singles - Chino Xl

Verse 1: 

Check it, I catch more heat than a histitic jew 

You catch two thumbs down like a matty rich movie review 

Your individuality is missing like adam walsh 

Your image faker than the hair on diana ross 

Too far gone inside my art form 

Worshipping the ground that I walk on, that's cool 

But while you're being me who's being you? 

I'm hot like patra, doggystyle on all fours 

End your career like christopher williams did al b. sures 

Mass hysteria, malaria come to ya area 

You couldn't touch my style with hands across america 

I slaughter, spit in your water like kidd homes 

Leave you need orthoscopic surgury like quincey jones 

Cause I can give beverly, demi and even melvin moore (more) 

Van halen, eddie, get ellen ready make pauly shore (sure) 

Your new single sounds like the double dutch bust remix 

Watch you collapse and die like you was river phoenix 

Me and rap go way back like ll's hairline 

Nigga fuck a punch line, I write fucking punch rhymes 

I'm gorgous so when I'm performing just leave your girls at home 

I'm the best thing to happen to bitches since the straightening comb 

When I'm up in 'em spittin' venoms I never go soft (never) 

I make that pussy snap back back back and forth 

Some more outtakes over b.rich roughbreaks 

I write more rhymes han rick james makes license plates 

So life every voice and sing 

Cause I don't need no partner to swing 

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Hook: 

They don't know 

They don't need a partner to swing (x6) 

"more cash in my hand" - grand puba 

Verse 2: 

Surrounded by more mysteries than the stone henge 

Warning your friends, chino x could make the corrinor cringe 

Urinating in the audience when I perform 

Biting the heads of chickens and bats like ozzy osborne 

I got multiple personalities so be afraid 

The cypher is? I'm jim jones now here's the kool-aid 

You better recognize and know the time like barisa or dance like kid'n'play 

Cause you ain't gonna hurt nobody 

You better fear will I knife or stick in you 

Look up at the sky and ask why has God forsaken you 

Chin-wa! bringin' new styles that mc's couldn't start 

While the walls be closin' in on them like fat around dr. j's heart 

To keep in shape I scrap knives and I take lives 

Subliminally I encourage teenage suicide 

When my video is on the box you gets to orderin' 

People want to know the 4-1-1 on art of origin 

I was bitter got richer, the nigga child molester 

Throwin' out my shit like red fox did ann nester 

Can't be productive when your partner is just a lazy bitch 

Leaves you feeling frusterated like you signed to wild pitch 

Now like sammy davis ran from the irs 

You better run from that nigga chino x 

And if you score well then perform, mc's with hesitence 

Remember you can be replaced like ann did on crushed grapes 

You're man is holding you up don't front like everything is dandy 

Peace to 5 foot 6 now I'm out like john candy 

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Hook (x4) 

Verse 3: 

So now you gotta put in time if you wanna get near me 

But you can't hear me, cause you're an asshole like dennis leary 

Leave you crispy like the children of kadaffi 

You couldn't get no justice if you dug up thurgo marshall's body 

My career is right out of the Bible in the show bizness 

I drop my staff it turn to snakes just like moses 

If I found a new crew with same circumstances 

Catch the l and they'll be assed out like prince's pants 

I'm back on track without another nigga urfin' me 

Peace to ragman, now I'm out like freddy mercury 

So lift every voice and sing 

Cause I don't need no partner to swing 

Hook (x3)