CHINESE FOOD

On a roll This rappin shit gettin' outta control It shows The knowledge i've acquired As I grow It snows As the bullet from the white death Penetrates Disentegrates On any private rank who dare oppose Don't play with me I'll have you smacked From Brooklyn to SOHO Lead showers on the East River Woohoo! Aw I gotchu now nigga bohoo! You ain't shit bitch think you Suwoop You a loose screw Get ya woop-whooped Better getcho yoself a little new crew Stole yo gold Wiggins no Andrew This the essence of hip-hop Speakers Boom bap n beatbox Knock off yo speaka The kinda lang to make yo teacher Go and suspend you Prayers out for all these stupid preachers Thinkin they pave a way for someone But they really leechin' The f*ck you teachin? You a certified hyprocrite All day and everday Really think you makin plays Bitch Please To be real ya just another throwaway You Gettin' taken out weekly my rage'll Make you runaway Don't even come another day I'm makin yo bitch cum today Call that shit the final phase That ya lost tryna recover loss Regardless of what the cost Is Seqiuentally You ass gettin aired out by the boss So kick rocks or burn blocks Or sumn Go read a book The compound effect got me like an entrepreneur that was done being crook Made him P his pants and Made ya look keep this nonsense up I'm that chill nigga that'll go n have you shook Piss off with that coercion The survelliance For yo ass whoopin' To see in third person Quick- witted Got All kinds of subversions When she done squirtin We get straight to the birds chirpin' I'm proactively changin' my life for the better You hours deep in church service Misconstruin' the letter Get yo prayers but get that bread up F*ck livin in fear the devill will need to come Near and leave a nigga there for dead AH! Don't even know if this is hip-hop anymore (Don't even know if this is hip-hop anymore ) But I'm Munchin on this Chinese food This is that NYC food That Chinese food ( That real shit nigga ) This shit bangin' Munchin Chinese food In the city Sky is shittin doves Growin up I always had a father Yeah that shit is love This for the many poor unfortunate hustlers Wrestlin' with projects from the colorless Armed with guns Stand Clear The enemy is near They got you with three eyes The bullets grazin at yo ear I swear these niggas weird Wanna be in yo best interest But wind up on yo dick Please F*ck outta my biz These niggas really nothin Bitches always up to sumthin' Never trust the streets Even the ones hustlin' Bustin' blood is gushin' Parademics strugglin' Nobody comin' Just go n leave him done That about sums up the Family dichotomy white lies intent disguised And home dysfunction This world needs a bomb to the face And reconstruction This boomin got me hummin' These crackas make em dumb They don't even believe in nothin' Can't even get the sum It's All in yo eyes As I drive The 95 Trash ass trumpheads Who never let black people ride Now we just tolerated But deep down we hated But f*ck it I embrace it Besides those bitches dated Hey motherfuckas since you Think we cannot literate it Don't f*ck with us we'll have you bruised up From our angry maces Reserve myself save em all from a meat Wagon Protect each bit of my peace so there's no Need To release the Kraken Yo