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chi-ali - check my record lyrics

[verse 1]
rebel pride, some might die
if they try to defy the wise guy
or should i say the wise one, say bye+bye, son
i got you looking down the barrel of my shotgun
’cause i’m a gun+slinger, my name’s a bell+ringer
so come on, cutie, and step with the gold banger
pep your step up and i’ll pep your rep up
slow+gas, baby, and you’ll be playing catch+up
chi takes a body count, so refer to her
moves are swift, in real life, i’m a murderer
point blank range and your brains arе blown to smithereens
it seems violent but not as violent as it seems
it’s not that painful ‘causе of my strangle
they can’t escape, i’ll penetrate every angle
continue to radiate at a constant rate
’cause yo, i make the suckers on the boulevard skate
breeze with quickness, you can’t get with this
i heat up, yeah, chi’s a novelist
d+ck gets harder, every verse is more reckless
i’m like jordan, chump, you can’t check this
mental torture as soon as i caught ya
i feel it’s my duty to, yo, self scorch ya
my man kato heads the bedroom squad
total body security is quick to pull a card
so be aware of the madness, find another remedy
’cause you ain’t playing kid named jeremy
john or tom, i’m like a lunatic from vietnam
then i can’t be tame when i’m armed
yes, i’m armed and dangerous every second
the proof is in the pudding, check my record
[chorus]
“ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
yeah, uh+huh
“check, ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
yeah, check my record
“check, ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
check it out
“check, ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
yeah, check my record
“check, ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
uh+huh, yeah
“check, ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
check my record, yeah
“check, ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
uh+huh, check it out, check it out
“check, ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
check my record

[verse 2]
the rhymer antagonize the battle
so now i’ma shake ’em up just like a rattle
let him speak his fable, rock his cradle
bring him up to date, it’s a modern day cain and abel
slam him to the pavement, leave his mic bent
stomp his burial ground, he didn’t pay the rent
watch his crew watch me formulate another
rhyme designed to smash his physical structure
pulverize while your eyes both bulgin’
and i’m one drunk that you shouldn’t indulge in
my mic is a crackhead, keeps on smokin’
and dissin’ me to torch the scene again
first verse brought a verse from a godly curse
the following line was to quench the mic’s thirst
now i’ma fill it up and rebuild it up
break it down so any clown consigned it up
motivate my plan of action
put it in gear ’cause my rhymes got traction
i roll with force, keep it on course
and i’m gonna flow ’til my mic goes ho+rs+
i jam the tunnel, and pack the building
when i come, i get the palladium filled in
and kilimanjaro is one club too small
but that’s alright, my recreation is all
i step with posture, plus i gotsta
continue to move with wit and outfox the
average savage, chi’s gonna damage
the ford rap lord is ate up like a manwich
i’m armed and dangerous every second
the proof is in the pudding, check my record
[outro]
you know what i’m sayin’?
this goes out to my man dave (check my record)
rest in peace
and i’m outta here (check my record)
“ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out, check…”
“ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out, check…”
(check my record)
“ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out, check…”
“ch+ch+ch+check out my, check out my, check out, out…”
(check my record)

- chi ali lyrics

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