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chade - names lyrics

slim shady, hey what’s up ladies
i’ll give you a baby here’s some digits call me maybe
dr. dre, with his phd you can’t debate
you will face your fate cause dre is here to operate
lil d-cky, he’ll get ya sticky
pillow talk to you till you get picky
let him get freaky, he might say it bleakly he’s raisin’ the roof, but its a bit leaky, so he’ll make it rain talk to brain, walkin cane
back off of the lion king behold d-cky’s jewish mane
hey what up it’s chade
that’s still not my real name
i can’t think of a rapper out here using their real name
granted there may be some, i just don’t listen to them
who are you, you may say
its about who i’ll become
well that’s f-ckin dumb
oh, you wanna get some?
may not quite be eminem but guarantee i’m skittles, son
so you can taste my rainbow
i don’t give a sh-t no
how bout you back off ho, it is time for my show
understand that i’m a kid but i gotta good flow
you’ll all know my name (yeah)
i’ll get all the fame (but)
you’ll be sorry for all the mocking you did, shame, son
you know i got the same one
same what, i don’t know too busy with the pain hun
got the ace of chades run
more than just a show gun
cause i’m not just changing the game i’m starting a new one
don’t worry yet, i’m not done
i’m a dictator
a baiter
you’re just a hater
i’m wrestling crocs while you’re runnin’ from gators
i’m a racecar, kachow you’re just tow mater
i’ll be on my way, see ya f-ckin later
rollin’ like a panda
can you even stand, uh
readin’ you your rights
call me lin manuel miranda
i’m like hitler dude, g-ssing jews with these rhymes
don’t care about the holocaust i don’t got the time
there’s a cold war in my mind, feels like i’m fallin’
gotta move along gotta quit stalin
soakin’ up that fame, droppin’ names like they’re bombs
don’t care how you do it, try to get along
people walkin round like i wish a motherf-cker would
lemme tell you somethin you motherf-ckers wish you could
listen real closely, yeah you know you should
i’ll find an unused lyric and work it in real good
i did
what’s your bid
shut the f-ck up kid
let the adults handle this
no, f-ck you b-tch!
i’m windin’ up this punch like a game of baseball for the pitch
and when i’m done with you you’ll be lying in a ditch
that was pretty good, you piece of chicken sh-t
what the cluck you doin, i’ll make you a chicken split
lemme ask a question, how do you make a chicken sit?
you knock it over
let me tell ya, i’m doin it
last page i have, let’s wrap it up
rhythm and poetry i don’t give a f-ck

- chade lyrics

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