Deliver Lyrics by Chino Xl

Deliver Lyrics

    [intro]
    Yeah
    To all the real hardcore motherfuckers
    Soft motherfuckers
    With the bitches that don't give a fuck!

    [chorus]
    Now who wanna diss to get they reps a little _bigger_
    How many bitches wanna fuck this _yellow nigga_
    You get your whole crew cut like a scissor
    Watch this world shake from the album i deliver

    [verse one]
    I threw a brownstone at brandy now she's changing faces
    Standing in my aaron hall i'm blackstreet packin suitcases
    Goin back to indiana, on the subway
    Soul for real, missjones is my usher in church on sundays
    Clear the runways, cause i'ma make you rappers my examples
    Avoiding battling me like i'm eazy-e's blood samples
    It's me and carey, nah never wrote no rhyme that's ordinary
    Won't throw my life away on coke like darryl strawberry
    Removing you skeletal system playing your ribs like xylophones
    I'm nastier, leave you scraped and ashier than larry holmes
    But ladies i ain't always violent
    You could pump pump until the dawn, like adina howard
    Can't you see, i'm notorious as total get
    Uptown girls in bed, like billy joel do
    Laverne and shirle, give us any room we'll break it
    Remember you was wack remember ice cube had a jheri curl
    Bammmmm!!!! dead on your car horn chump
    My beat get messy as abortion on the ninth month
    Now who be that, slap, did iiii do that?
    Now whoopi goldberg goes steve urkel
    But i'll leave your grill the color purple
    Give you a dogg pound, could even dru down
    Provoke me album is weak your whole shit sound like karaoke
    Conversation, loss of limbs amputation
    Head meaning decapitation rough like craig mack derm abrasion
    Evil tendency, strong like miles davis heroin dependency
    Fuckin up lives like teenage pregnancy

    [chorus]

    [verse two]
    Them clowns like will smith got fast cars and fancy homes
    But i'm headstrong, i could even break puffy combs
    Some kids still doubtin and they girlfriend stalkin keep it real
    We'll cross that bridge when we come to that anita hill
    Now ever_last_, will never _last_, with no ghetto _pass_
    Leave you breathin hard like bitches at lamaze _class_
    Niggaz are slippin when they sippin gin and tonic
    Smokin chronic jersey niggaz packin more handguns than harry connick
    My style is welfare, half of you bitches is on it!!
    Was born with a halo, when broke, i had to pawn it
    I stir up controversy and sell i'm like sister souljah
    So bring out bum-ass russell simmons cuz comedy's over
    The lucci i'm worth is enough to deficit a nation
    With media coverage like a hostage situation
    (yeah and if you lovin them hoes you betta bounce back)
    Tryin to make that bitch your wife she fucked
    The whole new jersey drive (soundtrack)
    High like stone temple pilots, pearl jams on tour
    Rrrraahahrra rrrarhraarah i rips it like a chainsaw
    Dig deep as truth go ahead and shoot your karl kani suit
    In shock absorbing tired and i'm wide like a police informant
    Pray with one eye open, shootin more led than zeppelin
    Dysfunctional like the jackson's, death is my obsession
    You comin through with thirty cowards think you causin fear
    Rush lookin bust in your boosted donna karan gear
    Now fuck the po-po, beats down the five-oh
    Been there, done that, do it again tomorrow nigga
    Sometimes i vibe inside a spot where nobody else knows me
    Until i come hot steppin like ini kamoze

    [chorus]

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