Chino XL - No Complex | Текст песни

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Your molecules are now in motion
Hypnotic effect
So check the way you move
On your complexes

Inferiority complex
I got you carrying Glocks and tecs
And got you feeling hesitant
To step on stage and represent

It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence
Creates paranoias inside of your mind when you rhyme
The term Chino's Latin
But I got black soul
Flows I creates "Unforgettable" like Nat King Cole
Bulletholes through the shields of your Landcruiser (your clique)
My clique is stoned like they eyes gazed upon Medusa
Makin this picture clearer
It gets weirder than incest
Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez
Getting the people hyped like Monday Night at the Improv
Dive in Ricki's Lake plus I Rush like Limbaugh (hey)
I will detach your limbs, there ain't no wins if you test mine
You won't be coming back again like Sinbad's sitcom
I think they wanna battle
You blew up like Roseanne's belly
Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly
Fear and superstition could get iller than circumcision
And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin
My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin
Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous combustion (kill all my)
Kill all my complexes make any crowd scream and yell
Oppose and catch a bullet in your back like Philip Pannell
It's your complex that makes you buy a fake Rolex
To impress the next big butt big breast like it's a contest
Materialistic complex, I make you worship an Ac' or Lex'
Now that you're feel inadequate you're cashin checks for sex
But see, I'm from a small town called (bitch please)
So don't seize the thought
Now see she's caught, go see your daddy for child support
Your complex it got your mind inside a group home
I got you puttin that suit on
Fuck them crabs you spend your loot on
Euphorically, categorically, Chino rips shit historically
*inhale*
Puff you like sensi, rob your shit like Jodeci
Better hope your girl don't notice me
You was a platinum artist 'til the complex got into ya
But I spread new rap styles like prostitutes spread chlamydia
Grammy nominee, wit yaself you ain't in harmony
Now I'm hearing you wanna bring it on to me
Fresh off your tour you don't want no verbal war
Better stay in your Lexus
I was creating metaphors this morning while you were selecting
Which credit card to pay for that bitch's breakfast with
Your car is painted like the Sistine Chapel
But you still couldn't get a piece of that bitch's ass
If you had a scalpel
I'm rough as HELL, CRUSH YOUR CREW, turn you into beetles
Eat a porcupine, PUH, spit out the needles
Bzzz bzzz, my shit is fly you can ask anyone
I'm not MTV so I can leave you Dead at 21
People stand amazed (how could you go on a killing craze)
Cause my heart is blacker than the cotton fields in the slavery days
Fuck friends long as a bitch bends like Mercedes
Invade your mental like U.S. troops invaded Haiti's
Ladies, that are Latin be lovin me more than Desi Arnez but
My voice be aggravatin bitches like Rosie Perez SO
I breaks a virgin's hymen open like the seventh seal
"I'm givin them, somethin, they, can feel"
I explore a woman's vaginal region like Lewis and Clark (please douche)
I might decide to eat the bush like Sandra Bernhardt
Now even the Japanese girls wanna blow me like I'm Sony
But like Mike and that Presley bitch, the relationship is phony (phony)
So baby we can do it, take your time, do it right
The whole game's like Ritchie Valens it should never take flight (uh-huh)
I don't need gold singles to purchase phallic symbols
I keep my Queen, you keep chasin materialistic bitches, yo

Wreckin this it's your complex
They got you feelin mad depressed
You can't