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vandalyzm - chip lyrics

[chorus]:
i spit like i got a chip on my shoulder
i rhyme like the whole world against me
i spit like i got a chip on my shoulder
i rhyme like the whole world against me

[verse one]:
you can’t even master
i was born with a gift and bred with a p-ssion
deuce writin’ and spit for that bread with a p-ssion
used to be for the love, a n-gga kinda past it
that’s what y’all call talent?
a gift and a curse
it’s a candy coat in acid
the best and the worst
labels tell me i’m fantastic
but don’t know what to do with me
so the steady droppin’ bars, the sh-t is gettin’ tragic
so now i’m ready to brawl, i’m wanna ski mask it
get the c-ck it back sh-t
see an a&r, get to poppin’ that sh-t
it be like magic when i let them bliggums hit ’em, got him lit like some matches
and yeah i’m kinda mad kid, it’s ? without ?
cause they f-ckin’ with my livelihood, they comin’ for my neck
and i’m tryin’ to provide the hood and come up with a check
when a n-ggas favorite words is “can you wait just for a sec”
i ain’t gotta sec
a n-gga barely breathin’ now
i’m in my momma’s bas-m-nt with no signs of leavin’ now
i worked the h-ll out of a part time job
that only pay a n-gga monthly now i’m livin’ like a slob
on top of that a n-gga got a car note and student loans
a maxed out credit card and don’t forget my cell phone
whatever’s left after that will have a n-gga hot
but no that’s for the studio, i gotta buy a block
and all to show what?
i got a new sound and labels quick to dismiss cause they want it dumbed down
nope, i don’t sound country and that’s kinda expected
cause the n-gga from st. louis now this sh-t is gettin’ hectic
ain’t that ain’t me
cause n-ggas i ain’t country and i’ll never be
that ain’t a diss to n0body but i’m sure that y’all feelin’ me
st. louis ain’t the south, it’s the midwest geographically
how i know dawg? cause on the map i’m a legend
my lyrics h-llbent, fightin’ through to see heaven
y’all in this church of life and vandalyzm is the reverend
so um, amen saints, turn your rhyme books to the book of me
i hope this song help you get a better look at me

[chorus]:
i spit like i got a chip on my shoulder
i rhyme like the whole world against me
i spit like i got a chip on my shoulder
i rhyme like the whole world against me

payin’ to win homie, say it again
now where i’m from?
payin’ to win homie, say it again
now where i’m from?
payin’ to win homie, say it again and again and again
now where i’m from?
payin’ to win homie, say it again
yeah

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