Chum Verse 2

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Get up off the pavement brush the dirt up off my psyche
Grab my girl, cocked her, robbed foot locker for a pair of nikes
being hyperbolic, am I demonic, yeah I might be
But I'm the hottest nigga walking R.I.P to Shyste
I'm Selassie Halie Rastafari mi bredren
I'm something like a reverend, giving these niggas lesson
hood Frank Martin, niggas ain't asking questions
Hoping to get Dilla and Pac in for some sessions
but I ain't talkin' that Charles Hamilton
I'm playin' these hoes like mandolins
here niggas shoot out like cameramen
but flip when the cops and the cameras in
gotta pause for some air again, just got into the ozone
but then I come back attack, snap your neck in half, then you niggas like "oh no"
but, there's something sinister to it
how when I'm on the mic, I knock it out, Lennox Lewis
Always scribblin' lines, always writin them blueprints
Niggas call me Ray Rice, 'cause on these tracks I'm abusive
But really ain't got time to fight shit, I'm inditing the facts
too black for the white kids and too white for the blacks
Sour diesel ain't enough, put some white in the blacks
better check yourself mate, 'fore the knight can attack
the nightmare on Reginald, where they hidin' the crack
but mama wants a doctor, so she hide me from that
I swear I'm a good kid, but society's mad
I'm trying to make it all work, that's why I'm in the lab
bitch

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