Chin Music

featuring Kelsey Red & Monte Weber

Are you sure
this the spitta you gon’ talk ill on
guillotine jaws that he let the blood spill on
this a dragon in it’s makes
every step i take quakes
and i’m leavin you in shakes when it’s time to get my kill on
peel off soldier
i’m the one who told you to rock it til the wheels roll the fuck up off the rover
this shit’s over
welcome to your history book
Sherlock Da$H
got gotcho mystery shook
You are diddly gook
I can’t do nothin witchya
but tell you to touch a picture
and hope that it bleed through
I’m tellin you dude
I’d help u if I could
it’s just a little hard to find a mother fucker so see through
This is what we do
25/8 see
Is it a little strange i think it’s sexy when u hate me
step up to the plate G
go ahead n’ do it
got a pitch for that ass and they call it chin music

This is that chin music
Why don’t ya use it
Back up of my plate
You can’t play my game
This is that chin music
Why don’t ya use it
Back up of my plate
You can’t play my game

Who you tryina get crazy with
dontcha know who you’re playin wit
This is the phenomenon
spittin the strength of crater hit
me and my team we play to win
i stay legit i got to
how you gon’ flex nuts with the new nosferatu
i’ll rip 7 of your ribs out before i widdel them into knives
i’m stickin two in between your eyelids
and makin you swallow the other five bitch
my picks
dash dash dash dash dylon
it’s the year of the snake
and you’re starin at the python
See the scales
peep the fangs
gunpowder on the mic when i let my tongue bang
i’m keepin it dirtier than herpes
you can’t hurt me
sucka I’m xerxes

This is that chin music
Why don’t ya use it
Back up of my plate
You can’t play my game
This is that chin music
Why don’t ya use it
Back up of my plate
You can’t play my game

Waddup though
this for is mutha fuckas in the front row wit a bitch and a blunt rolled
you about witness
you know we’re clearly not disturbed
but you are getting down with the sickness
and you aint getting up if you makin it to my shitless
the funky executioner is takin carin business
i got this bitch
Hip hop jazz rock blues funk all pre mixed like bisquick
I’m jumpin up out box just to slap you in the face
wit mickey mouse glove and a nine inch limp dick
I’m on a gimp trip
cuz everytime i stick a broad she start to walkin like she’s limbless
ten is
what i’m rated
there are no nines
there were two or three eights
and every other’s less than five
and it’s been debated
so I came here to prove it
It’s Da$H and the mound and I’m throwin chin music
This is that chin music
Why don’t ya use it
Back up of my plate
You can’t play my game
This is that chin music
Why don’t ya use it
Back up of my plate
You can’t play my game


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