Even if it Kills Me

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[Verse 1] Momma don't want me to be a rapper no more She want me to be an actor plus an entrepreneur I'm still raw, make your dog need a chiropractor Biggest balls, most courage that this game's ever saw Now who want it with Conan, no man Find yourself in soft sand to your glands With no chance floating in oceans with no hands With plans to land abortions on grown men Distortion got my name blown out of proportion Been forced into fame ever since I was orphaned Awesome 'til I'm in my coffin Dressed up, bullets screaming like seven babies that's left in a dumpster Niggas murdered over music, at the funerals The priest that knows of these beefs ends his sermon When I see y'all niggas back in a minute, my anger infinite eternally And love Jesus so much? Meet him personally I'll make a nigga Crip-walk naturally Make him do Rock's People Eyebrow permanently Only fuck with a woman if it benefit me X and amphetamine fiend, energy like I took 20 Xanadrine Serene, verbal marine, curdle your dream Disgusting like Ed Gein Bury your team, burial things, screaming lyrics filthy Seething spirits tell me to spit shit, even if it kills me [Chorus] In the event somebody ends me Bury my pen by my side (that's right) Maybe then the world is gonna feel me Tell my little girls not to cry (don't cry baby) My dreams told me to quit music Too many pray for my demise But even if it costs, my life I'll always write (even if it kills me) [Verse 2] Cowards pull tools but scared to take shots Expected to die soon like Michael J. Fox Take rocks then flip 'em, avoiding incarceration In a bathroom cutting coke on a baby-changing station Whole generation of rappers I wanna erase, they fake I'll drink a gallon of gas, piss right in their fucking face They won't admit they bit, I ain't even 30 yet I'ma rip 'til I'm shriveled up like Jack Nic in About Schmidt You ain't about shit, bring any MC I'll joust it No need for Viagra, your album leave me bored stiff Born sick, stickin a dick to Kimora Simmons Could cure Pam' Anderson V.D. how much my penicillin I said it's illin', instead of stealing was feeling aight 'Til my rhyme came to life and tried to murder me last night Woke up feverish, what I write ain't for the squeamish In fact, you my Target like where broke niggas buy they sneakers at [Chorus] In the event somebody ends me Bury my pen by my side (that's right) Maybe then the world is gonna feel me Tell my little girls not to cry (don't cry baby) My dreams told me to quit music Too many pray for my demise But even if it costs, my life I'll always write (even if it kills me) [Verse 3] Yo, I'm constantly consulted by the inventors of Scrabble I hassle 'cause I no longer battle, I baffle I'll smash you, make you look ridiculous Like that homo Justin from American Idol's blond afro Meticulous, Barbosa the Barbarian, a living statue Emotionless, dosed up off PCP capsules Conquering, capture the castle, angry Viking, I'm massive Coming with 80,000 niggas riding on camels Relying on sandles, the light source, moon, sun and candles In a cave I witnessed the writing of the Book of Matthew Waiting to make the Pearly Gates Fuck 22's, I'll put you in a wheelchair, you'll be on 38's Coming on high horse, you'll leave with the Red Cross Draped in a red cloth, of course My Puerto Rican family consider me the only Latin emcee With the ability to pick it up where Pun left off Legendary shoes to fit, but I'm an M-F And if you anger the mammoth, you will not see another sabbath You vanish, fuck the dead, necrophilia Scholars collectin Chino's saliva for memorabilia [Chorus] In the event somebody ends me Bury my pen by my side (that's right) Maybe then the world is gonna feel me Tell my little girls not to cry (don't cry baby) My dreams told me to quit music Too many pray for my demise But even if it costs, my life I'll always write (even if it kills me) In the event somebody ends me Bury my pen by my side (that's right) Maybe then the world is gonna feel me Tell my little girls not to cry (don't cry baby) My dreams told me to quit music Too many pray for my demise But even if it costs, my life I'll always write (even if it kills me)
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- Chino XL