What You Lookin’ At

Lyrics

[Chorus] I see you, you see me We got beef, you try to hide (can't hide nigga) What the fuck you lookin' at? The next time I see your face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh) I'm gon' swing or shoot on sight (yo, soon as I see) What the fuck you lookin' at? (Yo... yo, yo) [Verse 1] Where's he at? Where's he been? Don't count on a calculator nigga you can count on Poison Pen (for what?) To spit it like he got some sort of a cold And this fork in the road is that I expose without talking in codes Blacker than nigga's eyes like they Lincoln limo tinted windows You need protection like you fucking {*Eazy E's*} widow I ain't here to play man games, don't wanna arm wrestle I pull out them thangs and blow out your brain vessel That's what actin insane'll get you I ain't your cable company nigga 'cause physically I'll come disconnect you Disrespect you in front of your main bitch Can't change this, throw you a hundred like, "Kid, change this" It's dangerous speaking to me in a tone containing anguish I'm handing out revenge like it's a main dish I give a fuck if you speak Spanish or English An ass whipping is an ass whipping in any language You panic sensing my manic rage and aggression Only bitch you see inside of my eyes is your reflection It's in the rest of you, dead in a Def Jam restroom Murder's a big investment, I'll bring it from small intestine It's like we in a Western, movie with Charlton Heston You needed to learn a lesson, this is your point of reference It's embarrassing how bad you turned on me Now you on the wrong side like steering wheels in cars in Germany I got the DVD of your wife getting killed and raped And everybody watched it like the Paris Hilton tape Yo, where I'm from there ain't no scared hearts (nope) Had a twin brother but I murdered him, now I'm using his body for spare parts [Chorus] I see you, you see me We got beef, you try to hide (can't hide nigga) What the fuck you lookin' at? The next time I see your face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh) I'm gon' swing or shoot on sight (yo, soon as I see) What the fuck you lookin' at? (Yo... yo, yo) [Verse 2] Yo, and until somebody verse me, ain't showin no kind of mercy And don't call me homie unless you was born in Jersey I got a gay gun and it kiss men {*whistling*} That ain't old school Public Enemy playing, that's bullets whistling And since I'm in the Benz cops stalk me He got on that walkie-talkie, now he can't walky or talky (force me) I'm the type of crazy case Inhale the weed as deep as I can and blow the smoke in a newborn baby's face I'm never gettin on "Punk'd" - fuck that! They'll bury that faggot Ashton Kutcher in his red trucker hat (welcome back) I'm 'bout to have all these cowards that rap Where they get to Heaven, God will contact me to ask me where the Hell they at The verbal god, I murder your entire entourage I got so many edges on rappers that I'm an octogon We can't get along 'cause when you rhyme you just wasting our time I'm making sure the name Chino XL ain't no oxymoron A braided napalm, streets created me like Frankenstein Wan' shoot yourself? Suit yourself like Puff wearing Sean John I cause charm like I'm flying an Iranian airline Even Indian niggas know that they better keep their dots calm I'm crossing a line with more lines crossed and are lost That made mark in a time on a wall of a cell losing his mind So I speak of pollution and crime over beats executioner's kind But Lucifer's kind was producing millions induced me to sign I only wanna rhyme hard I refuse to do this for everybody else but me like a blind chick with a boob job Now who want, what? Who wanna get punched stabbed, shot, stomped, jumped? Basically fucked the fuck up! [Chorus] I see you, you see me We got beef, you try to hide (can't hide nigga) What the fuck you lookin' at? The next time I see your face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh) I'm gon' swing or shoot on sight (yo, soon as I see) What the fuck you lookin' at? (Yo... yo, yo) I see you, you see me We got beef, you try to hide (can't hide nigga) What the fuck you lookin' at? The next time I see your face (yo, can't stop it, uh-uh) I'm gon' swing or shoot on sight (yo, soon as I see) What the fuck you lookin' at? (Yo... yo, yo)