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chino xl - black room lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’m stabbing a scripture and watch it bleed a poem
as a kid they tried stripping me of my adrenochrome (chrome)
but it’s in my genetic code for me to be this rogue (rogue)
defeating a phoenix clone and watch his queen disrobe (robe)
they always tried k!lling me with what i endear to most
they claiming they not feeling me, but meanwhile they stealing a million chino quotes
strychnine spit for the throat, you spit like [?] for the coke
in the confines of the spokе
combine frankenstein and einstеin to me the monstrous species and every conquered disease be darker than marketer pen stroke
the legitimate rap g+nius departed by one series but always post
then stop talking about dead a n+gga if y’all was never close
you deserve an oscar like the korean film for being parasitic and i’m not your host

[chorus]
in this black room feeling mad ruined
spilling enough ink they could tattoo over patrick ewing
at 16 produced with jewels from rick rubin
so, no matter who’s on the phone, i get back to him
yeah, i get back to him
from this black room
i get back to him
maybe

[verse 2]
i’m better than anybody i need to be better than on any given day with this rapping
and you don’t tell chino xl about hip+hop, n+gga, you just ask him
i put you in cool traction for your peculiar action
you’ll be the first to die in christmas out of fashion but i appreciate your enthusiasm
his spine developing purple pain when i pull back and aim this golden arrow
bullets slowly sing and take me with you like they apollonia kotero
[?] and pharaoh going full taco bell menu, meaning i’m with the sh+ts
sick and mental insomniac whose circadian clock no longer exists
i’m polished with a sk!llset acknowledged by harvard
and how would a the sky that stephen hawkins with an offer that allowed to write his master thesis paper in college
i’m in this black room, stencil and regretting obscenities
like, like i’ve recently been blinded and i’m living in a shrine world full of only memories
i’m going to war with a real devil, pen and pencil is my vessel
heroin feral essence that is several identical pedestals above prayer level
siren screaming for per diem, that’s all i am hearing
these pictures are like sperm, one in a million turns out to be a human being
i’m a survival sensei
i’ve gotten over more than camels having on a ménage à trois on wednesday
chino the world mover, pen screw skulls like lobotomy procedures
with schizophrenic mood disorders that exude psychotic [?] features
the puerto rican and black child, hallucinations both auditory and tactile
delirium dimension with grossly disorganized speech that is wild
with fears of an incoherent [?] conspiracy that is plotting against me
one for each medal a black man won against hitler’s olympics and racist germany
watching the sunset, pushing a jeep rental, creep for the street [?]
you don’t know the extreme violence that it actually took me to be this gentle
[break]
my mental elevation is sacred
i’m a yogi that’s bear
i practice on my meditation naked (are you serious?)

[verse 3]
when my peers sings it is piercing
i’m stabbing him with a sharp pair of metal shears and see what demons their fears bring
life’s stressful, never sold my soul to quincy jones to be successful
i push flames on your ear then bury you next to craig mack’s pimples
when i’m dead, leave my eulogy, a moment of silence instead
’cause no one on earth could control the speech with regards ti death like chino did

[chorus]
in this black room feeling mad ruined
spilling enough ink they could tattoo over patrick ewing
at 16 produced with jewels from rick rubin
so, no matter who’s on the phone, i get back to him
yeah, i get back to him
from this black room
yeah, i get back to him
in this black room feeling mad ruined
spilling enough ink they could tattoo over patrick ewing
at 16 produced with jewels from rick rubin
so, no matter who’s on the phone, i get back to him
yeah, i get back to him
from this black room
yeah, i’ll get back to him
maybe



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