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Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« on: October 25, 2002, 04:38:58 AM »
I havent heard this guy and i cant d/l cuz i only have a computer at work PLZ post as many as you can!!


"When I sit back n look, when i used to be crook, doin whatever it took, from snatching chains to pocketbooks" - Notorious B.I.G "Ready 2 Die"

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Re:Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« Reply #1 on: October 25, 2002, 04:40:30 AM »


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« Reply #2 on: October 25, 2002, 08:41:40 AM »
chino is ugly ;D

go to n search 4 chino
To all you bitch made niggas, I'm comin for you
Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot
Hell no I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war unless I got my money behind me
Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war



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« Reply #3 on: October 25, 2002, 11:03:20 AM »
One of my Fav tracks EVER by chino.....


Never love my enemy
You could never take my history
You could never block my destiny
Never did love follow me
And I'll never return to poverty
Never fooled by Satan's jealousy
Until my heaven inherits me...

(verse 1)
I won't lie, some nights I feel like I've been forsaken by God
victimized, plagarized like Speilberg did Amistad
unzip like Isaac Mizrahi
He who laughs last laughs best but never again is the mantra that I cry...
I spit like Ming the merciless, blissless bliss high risk piss
clench fist, the massicistic sadistic from every verse on this
Behold my serpents hair like purseus ill impossibly,
larceny, broken velocity through lightning speed viscosity
My philosophy, speak animosity keep shit in a bag like a colostomy
I'm pro you're junior varsity
If "Twelve Angry Viewers" on MTV
diss my shit I'll hunt down and kill 'em all individually
I make headlines considerably
Sorcery with no plea bargain, or jargon, or glossary
Fuck the Insane Clown Posse, of rap their making a mockery
You'll retire like Seinfeld waiting on titles that I've held
rockin' gold like Dennis Leary blasting assasins sent to kill me
feel me, you take notes like court stenography, you better watch me,
I take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace
More Colt 45's than Billy Dee, collecting disability
I'll shoot out with Bill & Hillary, still won't run out of artillery
While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don
I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune
Stick that ass in phone booth's, drinking 151 proof
laughing at that bitch with a gold tooth
flicking my ashes out of a sunroof
Uncooth industry snotty and shady can't no Bible save me,
From throwing you off my tour bus like Bobby did Whitney & baby
Get with me? Maybe, but then be hunted
You ain't no killer or gangster smiling
or dancing interviewed by Teen Summit
My multi-topical written flows containing subjects that vary,
but still all relative like West Virginian's before they marry
I blind you in stereo or mono i'm deluxe while you ride econo
out of there, broke like the first host of the Vibe show
Your wives know I fuck like
Marky Mark on Boogie Nights with Guinness Stout
while famous bitches give me head with Pop Rocks in their mouths
Me dissapear? Never again, go to war with Vatican men
it'll take a whole cast of E.R. to have your ass walking again
You're an over-rated player that white fans love like DiMaggio
You off-air like Wendy Williams, out of the air like John Denver
till forever you remeber, i'm falling off? Never...

Never can you stop my hostility
Never love my enemy
Never get me out your memory
I am never beaten lyrically
Never fear, go head & murder me
So my God will be right next to me...

(Verse 2)
I'm descending from the sky like Gabriel the arch angel
with weight of world on shoulders like Aretha Franklin's ankles
You liars, i'm tired of all your fake drug dealing tales
the only time yall see grams is when yall drink them gingerales
I hold the hammer to, your head piece flush you! like genitals
I'll battle & bring evil that'll make your priest abandon you
Through translucent fuschia zones poems, my vocal tones are dark
Catacombs that'll scatter domes with the phermones of old bones
in Germany eternally my victim hemorages internally
until the stench of decaying flesh, accompany Manson's death
If you ask, bet, i'll take your breath a diffrent aspect
enter the lung get shredded by person to person contact
But beyond that, any rappers death I'm behind that
I'll get that ass touched in any jail you do time at
In every verse ditto
My defeat, you better have more blindfolded Faith
than a kidnapped version of Biggie's widow
Kiddo, you ain't worth hospitals till im hospitable enough
to put you inside of a hospital after I smoke critical amounts of dust
Thus my mind spoke on Jedi pedestals and roasting demos
semi seminals who try to test testicles of this mc's quotables
I'll make the proudest of all Dominicans swing flags for Puerto Rico
And kill any blanco gringo reffering to Chino as chico
By summoning the smoldering murdering minister thats mastering mayhem
slaying day out & day in out'spoke'n like a dayton
Rim that be keeping 'em staggering through lyrical pattern and
traveling through my abdomen unraveling
at the speed of a javelin still reppin' Vatican
And invade like Mexican notify next to kin cats i'm invested in
Don't worship Christ, they worship the theives crucified next to him
Boys and men cringes, through poison pen syringes
these niggas couldn't be stars if they were thrown by Chinese ninjas
Chino you bring phantasm plus you G like the dwellas
and been touched by an angel like Della, me fear y'all niggas?



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Re:Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« Reply #4 on: October 25, 2002, 11:05:02 AM »
And here is my FAV ras Collab EVER... and oh look its with chino



Verse One: Chino XL, Ras Kass

You prayed for me and I came!  How far you niggaz wanna push me?
I'm leaving the crowds happy like OJ Simpson when he got his first white pussy
But I'm still annoyed, blowin through your selenoid
Bringing more Blues to Brothers than Jon Belushi and Dan Akroyd
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale
by this industry, I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail
You can hate me, but await me like I'm Magic Johnson's
death in a box with Jordan's pops that ass'll never take another breath
cuz, I write the songs like Barry Manilow
I like my Sugar Brown like Hugh Grant fucked D'Angelo

Now I got niggaz claimin they saw God unfortunately
He wasn't in the person of Master Farad Muhammad
Some often ask how can this nigga molest the English alphabet
in one hundred words or less it ain't the chronic
It's all in the mind like Johnny Mmemonic
Before my word is born, surgeons administer antibiotics
to drain the phonics, amniotic fluids
Delivery, to get Nia deep in your Peeples like Howard Hewett
Half-Hitler, half-Jewish, I'm gassed off myself

Icono-clismic, twisted without the use of fiber optics
Noxious I blows out the sockets I got your Adam's Apples in my pockets
Bullshit like Timmy McVey, like kiddie porn I'm getting popular

Popular, no ocular, MC's perp particular
but not quite yet perpendicular
Compound fractures fibulas when niggaz step, contest the upper torso
I got Chino's back like a dorsal, fin
Comprehend, we bend men from within

Chorus: Chino, Ras

Your strength in numbers couldn't hit
The yellow nigga from the Gravity click
You don't give a fuck as long as bud gets lit

You're fuckin with the HemiSidal lunatics
Like licorice, niggaz begin to twist

Lay back and watch your idols get ripped
Yo signify if your crew roll thick
(Yeah) East Coast (West Coast) beeeotch!!!

Verse Two: Ras Kass, Chino XL

I circumnavigate the globe with a one-liner like, latitude
Put my rhymes in mixed fortune cookies to leave Confucious confused
The day a nigga serve Ras is when faggots start straight bashing

Without Jermaine Dupri I'm SoSoDef that I need closed captions
Won't see me stressed from no East/West conflict
the interest Chino X/Ras Kass like Layne Tito removed you from your bench
My retina expands, my brain is trapped like a rat on a running wheel
Praise the yellow God or I'ma leave you scarred like that nigga Seal
Vernacular understandable, you in a hearse, megahertz, the truth hurts
Slang botanical, you're moving on time-lapse camera
Indestractable, dig me like an excavation multiracial valuable
Take you out like Saafir took out Casual

So check the milk that Jersey made
I turn artistic children bilingual
On parallel bars I create new dismounts like Chechincko

So keep it short and sweet like Sherman Hemsley bonafide queer
While I shoot shit up you're shooting gerbils up your asshole like Richard Gere

Verse Three: Ras Kass, Chino XL

Bitch ass niggaz what see?
I gives a fuck who's certified platinum or gold
Cause I got rhymes for every unit you sold
Your plaques corrode when I collage colloquials
At first the buzz was local but now the nose grows like Pinnochio
No lie, no T-H-C, T-H-E, T-H-O-U-G-H-T
Makes me high in intelligence quotient
I drop facts like attache
Exfoliate rap and come cleaner than Jeru's enema
What's the secret within my esophagus
is discovered like Tutenkahmen's sarcophogous
I got niggaz lookin for Webster's like George Papadopolous

Yo Ras pardon me my unfamiliar soliloquies, similies
similar to Reginald Denny's, facial injuries
You couldn't locate my transient thoughts with lo-jack
Molest your mind like Oprah Winfrey's behind when she was a small child
Punchlines with more elasticity than Biggie's stretch marks
Chino X sparks, mad urban
I ain't scared to put the things that going around me
on tape like Mark Fuhrman
Sexing picture perfect hoes like Pocahontas often
And I'd rather hear Willie Nelson than fucking Montell Jordan!



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Re:Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« Reply #5 on: October 25, 2002, 11:12:30 AM »
Chino + Ras = lyrical heaven.
Cliche's Top 10 Albums of All-Time

1. The Roots - Illadelph Halflife
2. Snoop Doggy Dogg - Doggystyle
3. Ras Kass - Soul On Ice
4. Warren G - Regulate
5. The Roots - Do You Want More?!?!?
6. Dr. Dre - The Chronic
7. Masta Ace - Disposable Arts
8. Nas - Illmatic
9. A Tribe Called Quest - Midnight Mauraders
10. Chino XL - Here To Save You All


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« Reply #6 on: October 26, 2002, 10:06:15 AM »


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« Reply #7 on: October 26, 2002, 04:52:58 PM »

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Re:Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« Reply #8 on: October 26, 2002, 08:28:22 PM »
ChinoXL is ill as fuck, ya'll should check him out....

Chino + Ras = lyrical heaven.


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Re:Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« Reply #9 on: October 27, 2002, 06:51:02 AM »
"And fuck smoking weed, I'm smokin Bob Marley's ashes"

"Put your money where your mouth is, make my crotch a millionaire"



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Re:Post some Chino XL lyrics PLZ!
« Reply #10 on: October 27, 2002, 04:50:35 PM »
this is my favorite shit from chino
Artist: Chino XL f/ Saafir
Album:  I Told You So
Song:   How it Goes
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[Verse 1 - Chino XL]
A pretty smile can cover up a character
Dirtier than Janet Jackson's clothes
When she played Penny on "Good Times" (right)
A chick in the hood shines
But blind to trick nigga
That has not been exposed to this mentality of mines...
(I find the one I want) If she step up
I get her open like every piece of my mail when I was locked up
Laced up stupid after I drop 'em
Then fuck every model in Q-tip videos with the same condom
(I never met a bitch) That faded me
Cus mentally and physically God was showing off when he created me
(Be afraid of me)
But stop hating me cus women are loving me, I'm sorry
That you was a virgin until your record release party (right)
Hoes won't admit this, but that's groupie's style (yeah)
I call 'em Cleopatras, they the queens of +The Nile/denial+
And these trick niggas dead on 'em
Bithces looking like Barbie doll bodies with a G.I. Joe head on 'em
It's pathetic how quickly are to get naked
Probably infected, shieet! Give me the ones with good credit
Or Dead it, Admitedly I have a fetish you could be on
I like an ass so fat she can turn a boxer shorts to thongs
(Is you hot from all my songs?)
She diggin' me, Got women fingering themselves
Thinking of women fingering themselves that are thinking of me
You know what sickening me? (Yo dog express your feelings)
If Eric Bennet can get Halle Berry I deserve Vannesa Williams

It's how it goes (*3X*)
Tell 'em how it goes yo...

Saafir + [Chino XL]

This is how it goes
Down in the town of West Oakland keepin' hoes soaked in

[This game will never change]
[In Jersey freaks touch concrete eight inches on cheese baby]

It'll never be
Another me, sauce see squeeze up on a hoe like
"Oh shit you got to pay me!"

[Saafir Talking]
That's real talk,
And you know what's that fat white man name
Ben Franklin
The bald head nigga with the glasses... feel me

[Verse 2 - Saafir]
I dead tricks in the game (what)
Baptise they eyes with the reply that I ain't fly
Trick, bitch, I'm an astronaut
With so much hot acid cock on the concrete
You gotta wear sunblock (know)
Sending these hoes like meteors (whooosh)
By 2004 you'll see me in a space suit
Paper chasin' with hoes in pursuit of my boots
Touch down on that pimp planet, floor
(Gimmie some more)
Up goes the flag made out of wigs and galore
(Take that back)
Panties are vision for male tricks on a mission to hold hoes down
Like gravity, (ha ha), Imagine me (trick)
Cus the way from ya'll I'm like years with the fly gear
And better than credit thats limitless
For breaking a bitch I'm in the mothafucking book of Guinesses
(Breakin' records) Under H.O.T.
Short for: Hoold Ooooon,... Trick!
Let me switch your ?cre-day to mayday
Time to show up, hoe up or blow up (blow up!)
But you know what? (what)
I gotta keep tellin' my other half
Nigga they don't know us, thou shall not hold trust
I'll pass the ass on mine, playalistically divine
No Nickelodeon shit
Hoe take out your clothes and get into this here ?feronien? slick


[Chino XL]
See I dont' chase these hoes,
These hoes chase me, why chase the doe, yo

[Chino XL signing]
Your purse comes first your ass comes last
And I don't know how long we gon' last
But what you do with all your money baby
You bring it all home to Chi...

[Verse 3 - Saafir]
To a true P.I., the thick ?? less layer
A playa,-listic
Gangsta pulling your age and funny style ass foul
(yeah, but now)
That's it I'm a shake that trick and I'm puttin nothing else on it
I won't arrest the chest and thighs
Recognize the weapon size
When I shoot this game at your ass
Or get shot with hot shit into ya lip
Blister bitch, miss a nigga if you a plain ass coward
With a colorful name that hate players and not the game

[Chino XL]
Woop!(Latin lover lover)
Famous in art
I'm dangersous and smart
Guaranteed victory dating your wifey on the Change Of Heart
No bitches run me, I told you from the start
So many tears shed over me, don't make a scene, make an Ark
(Straight talk)
Women turnin' their beepers, cutting their phones off
I make love to their minds 'til their clothes just fall off!
I fuck Tamia as a side bed
I make chicks consider themselves widows
Whose husbands ain't even died yet (damn)
To best explain it:
Catch me in your living room gettin my hair braided
By your girl, buttnaked
Look at what having the best lines done for me
Your wifey will trade six of you for one of me
(And that's real)


...Tell em how it goes down (*5X*)


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« Reply #11 on: October 29, 2002, 02:56:32 PM »
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that chino/saafir track is fucking tight...i love that track....

Theres a vid for it. I got this vid in the worsts quality i've ever seen, im searching for it in Mpeg/M2v