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Chief Rocka
- [Verse 1: Xtatic]
- I'm coming at you live with some fucking raw shit
- These lyrics so deadly, it's fucking toxic
- Nigga, watch me lift off, I'm a fucking rocket
- But this for boys who in streets so chaotic
- Thugs who still carry they dead sister's locket
- They deathbed counting seconds, tick tock it
- Got no money, they park, but can't talk ticket
- Before guns blasted, these nights you couldn't hear a cricket
- You die from hunger or die from guns, you pick it
- Blacks kill blacks and whites kill blacks, so we picket
- Hard knock life for a nigga, streets are fucking ruthless
- You get murdered by the same people that you goof with
- People you shoot with, no guns, talking hoop with
- But we stay up 'cuz we can't live fucking roofless
- I'mma keep it real, still I got no fucking chill
- I'm far from the run of the mill with this skill
- Rapping is a thrill, rapping still is the main drill
- I keep it trill, I don't even got a dollar bill
- Since I battled Will, we flamed, we roasted, we grilled
- But I matured, I've been 'bout talking black free will
- I don't listen, I'm like that kid Icarus
- I ain't after that girl, but she want my liquorice
- I'll smoke a zip, but I won't drink nothing liquor ish
- And a so called squad these days talk gibberish
- The day I rise from the streets will be a shocka
- I stop anyone in my way, I'd be a damn good blocka
- I ain't satisfied with just being a big talka
- I want the crowd screaming I'm the one Chief Rocka
- [Hook x8]
- The Lord Chief Rocka, number one, Chief Rocka
- [Verse 2: Xtatic]
- They claim banana clips when they banana split
- Put the semi to my brain, leave me inanimate
- Struggle is real, so I'm rapping Santa's gift
- No struggling kid buys clothes for the brand of it
- What they want me to do here, something like rule?
- I'm a black motherfucker in a fucking white school
- Racist bitches saying racist shit, I'm just like cool
- I'm the chief of the beat, rapping is the right tool
- Treated like a tool by certain thug wanna bes
- I'm the only one who know what money means
- I learned from a lack of some fresh twenty threes
- That jacket cold in the cold, but do you wanna freeze
- Skip Keef and them other brothers tryna cause me grief
- Watch all them cats get flattened when they try to beef
- They should know better, I put the Rocka in the chief
- Swiping shit like a MetroCard, I'm the master thief
- The only real homies there would steal beats for you
- Go to jail for you and take broken feets for you
- I don't give a fuck if my tweets bore you
- I painted out the North Minneapolis streets for you
- Stopping brawls, they should call me Hood's One Sheath
- I could rap forever, I think this rap is one brief
- I'll be a real MC even when I got none teeth
- I want everyone know I'm the one Chief...
- [Hook 2]
- [Verse 3: Xtatic]
- All these rich kids going that makes no sense
- They don't know the hood trill, how y'all so dense
- See America don't care about us, so hence
- All the blacks on this side ain't even got no cents
- That's how an anarchy shows in a democracy
- And it goes to show that this is an autocracy
- Spitting intellectual shit, the only in the sea
- Other rappers always talkin' 'bout Hennessy
- Ain't nobody in this nation in the right mind
- They brain ain't where it need to be like mine
- Loaded ass kids can't do something like grind
- All these hoodrats wanna do is drink fine wine
- That's how it is, like what 'chu even expect
- They ain't real, they false claiming for respect
- Northside boys pretendin' to be some suspect
- That's what happens to a victim of child neglect
- Everybody going crazier than Albert Walker
- That's what you heard from the one Chief Rocka
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