90 Bars of Intervention - Chino XL

I’m known for murking a nigga at random

Get out a Dodge like I’m car jacking you for your Magnum

I walk around like I’ve got an S on my chest

Sick Side or New West, my minds on chronic and fess

God in the flesh, Bambaataa knew best

A nine year old Chino XL, Zulu Nation spitting fire from lips

I try to relax, I fly the Hawaii Pearl Harbor monuments

With eighty Asian friends and ride for the Japs

I’ll die and collapse, rather than not splurge a weird word

Perfect perverted spitting sick cause I’m allergic to cats

Messiah murderous David Berkowitz, David Koresh

That’s ill as it gets, my life is a mess I’m waiting for death

Speak pain til the monitors crack, my sonogram was black

You scared like you in the Barrio with Swastika tats

My defeat is like an impossible task you embarr-ass

Like it’s Father’s Day and you Omarion’s dad

Chino is careless spitting on that lyrical shit

Angry like KRS when he found out Scott La Rock was dead

I’m fearless, I’d rather enlist in a war

Instead of listening to this party like a rock star bullshit

My brain should be taken apart piece by piece

So no other man can become the same kind of beast

Though in times of famine cannibalism often increase

Off the leash, shots of Thorazine will only increase

I put blood all up inside of the crease of your Khaki suit

They say for an animal my attack’s very tactical

The Puerto Rican superhero does his thing

I hate the police so much I’d probably assassinate Sting

My System of a Down Rages Against the Machine

Tie you up in a Slipknot and hold Alice In Chains inside her dreams

Higher than the price of gasoline, God without Zilla

Bleeding kerosene and your the soldier that I’m conquering

I move like Stalin, sovereign in serene

While the governments stocking and doctoring

I’m rocking my following

Eye sockets are hollowing could Rob a Zombie for Halloween

Drop me in the sea and watch me out breathe a submarine

I was born mean it ain’t even a case

I fly to Canada to ask Cline Dion why the long face

The rap game want me to vanish without a trace bitches

I stack their bodies up like Thanksgiving Day dishes

Lock me down in a basement of Folsom

With just a pen and notebook believe me I would exist all by my lonesome

'I Will Survive' careful the song’s approaching

Writing the poison potion smiling cause your murder’s already in motion

I have no emotion like I’m a Vulcan like an Egyptian sultan

Every word that I have spoken should be quoted

My lyrics revolting but thoughts provoking

Enemies proceed with caution

You’ll be up to your knees in beef you can’t walk in

Assassin stalking my shadow, channels and clothes

While I’m sparking a fortune in grass that grows like it’s a source of protein

I promised my fans I would never soften, even dead in coffins

Waiting to morph and to reincarnate in abortion

Even the deepest thoughts that I might find myself all lost in

I make sure I force myself into writing some more shit

It’s kind of awkward

What I brought the planet, anything can happen

No laughing like Mariah’s marriage to Nick Cannon

My lyric blessings draw a lot of questions

One day in the booth of confession I was accused of the Devil’s friendship

Cause it’s hard for human acceptance, I leave such huge impressions

They do Chino impressions like ventriloquist magicians

Your album’s intermission now that I’m put in position

Your bulletins mention you quittin' from Lyric Jesus writtens

Divine intervention, my ascension, the high intention

Will rival the Bible’s religion or Chris Benoit tripping

Stronger mastery of words than the Earth had intended

Ill as lesbian stripping leaving their children unattended

My Poison Penmanship blemishes so called menaces

Since Genesis been sicker than six exorcist apprentices

I’ve been restricted, a victim of wicked censorship

I’m hoping God ain’t offended and heard the curse of my descendants

I’m out for vengeance, you don’t think that could stop me do you

I could go on forever like Googling the word Google

So put an X on the part of my mind that writes the words

Cause that’s the known murder capital of the rap world

Claiming you thorough but don’t want no drama

Or say you wanna fight but then they first in flight like North Carolina

You living off one rhyme than people consider good

A lucky punch like that kid claiming that he knocked out Suge

I tried to reach you for years, I’m finally getting a look

I’m fighting for a chance like a fetus at Planned Parenthood

I ain’t stingy I give it to anyone that wants some

Catch you at your label luncheon, squeezing 'til the gun malfunctions

Now you dying from living off assumptions

Shaking like a dancer clumping, beat you like a Crip or Blood that getting

jumped in

Straight out a dungeon, revenge I’m lustin'

Training like Rocky to fight the Russian

The shiny Chinese food is getting is dim sum

I got the world wild and mad cause I took a Valium

And wrote Dr Dre’s whole Detox album