Chip$

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Clear Soul Forces - Rap, Boom Bap

Chip$

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*sample scratch* Watch me sparkle like a diamond When you see me in the spot Watch us rock the place , I think you should listen D, a man with the dream, of plans to make cream... Still gettin' gettin' gettin' mine Let me...tell you...what it's...all about [Chorus] Get this Flip this So melodic Get your chips, it's so excitin' Doin' this shit, movin' this shit, groovin' Chillin', wait a second (Oohhh Owww) Get up and get it, mom ain't raisin' no bitch Drop a classic, make a second (make a second nigga) Turn down your radio cause they don't make them like this [L.A.Z.] Another space where I can phone home It's callin' me like when Pookie was on the dial tone While I snatch a cold one from out of the air, I'm Stone Cold Record breakin' Step on glass, once a nigga interest kick in, smash Mandingo Swear that my lingo so long, could cut it in half Cause this is [?] [E-Fav] On that, manuscript adjust your vision Motor City nigga drive like a hemi engine Nigga walk right out the door, time to start my mission Image, crystal clear as Miss Cleo's vision Careful, when you out, never know what's in them niggas On the edge, and got a pat pat syndrome But we not hear for that, we wanna see the honey's movin' Lyrics like who be [?] Now baby get with the groove and just [Chorus] Get this Flip this So melodic Get your chips, it's so excitin' Doin' this shit, movin' this shit, groovin' Chillin', wait a second (Oohhh Owww) Get up and get it, mom ain't raisin' no bitch Drop a classic, make a second (make a second nigga) Turn down your radio cause they don't make them like this [Noveliss] Ay yo... The silent type Snake Eyes Leaping off of the shoulders of Optimus Prime Removing my mask and speaking for the first time The Autobots and Joes have formed an alliance Omegatron and Cobra Command, yo we will quiet compliance Aye yo My notebook encrypted in hieroglyphs, study pyramids I'm out of line, but never out of lines, my mind's [?] I refuse to adapt with the times of leaders Flashing the pans, I'm Final Flash like the hands of Vegeta [Ilajide] Turn up the tweeters This is the legion Don't need no reason Crush your region When I speak it They deem this leader a genius From the meanest I mean the baddest like Shonuff And get rough and stuff so I smoke puff puff And smooth it out Say it loud Bitch I'm black, so what I move it loud Like that cloud, from the horno trucks I heard you while I was down Now my chips fucked up I had to style Go the mile Now I give two fucks so bitch [Chorus] Get this Flip this So melodic Get your chips, it's so excitin' Doin' this shit, movin' this shit, groovin' Chillin', wait a second (Oohhh Owww) Get up and get it, mom ain't raisin' no bitch Drop a classic, make a second (make a second nigga) Turn down your radio cause they don't make them like this *sample scratch* Watch me sparkle like a diamond When you see me in the spot Watch us rock the place , I think you should listen D, a man with the dream, of plans to make cream... Still gettin' gettin' gettin' mine Let me...tell you...what it's...all about

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Credits

Writers
  • Ill Az
  • Noveliss
  • Ilajide
  • Emile Vincent