I Chop It

Lyrics

[Verse 1: D-Loc] I'm a lyrical mass murderer, nigga you heard of the Gilla Nigga, we chopping niggas like guillotines Nigga, leavin' 'em niggas up in the river for fuckin' with me A nigga don't give a fuck, I be in your dreams Nigga, I'm so homicidal when I come through bustin' like a rifle Nigga don't give a fuck about none of you niggas Half of the muthafuckin' niggas that rappin', they idle Nigga like Locsta The Vulture comin' in From the belly of the muthafuckin' beast, nigga Comin' through with the nine millimeter, on my life, nigga Don't even trip off of nothin' nigga peelin' your cap Off in the back of you pussy niggas ain't nothin' black Nigga like the guillotine in a ho and I run up on you I hit you up with the motherfuckin' lyrical trigger Nigga like the Locsta leavin' niggas right in the river Talkin' this shit on them niggas, I be makin' 'em quiver Nigga they disappear when I come through with the thang at your face Nigga like Locsta The Vulture I'm runnin' the race And I'm tellin' you niggas you pussy niggas gonna erase Nigga when I hit you in your face You fuckin' with Guillotine, all of my niggas we scrilla fiends We in your dreams, we reppin the fuckin' trigga mane Nigga leavin' two in your liver, nigga now makin' 'em shiver Throwin' 'em niggas and I'm makin' 'em feel the pain Nigga my niggas is real, wrappin' 'em up in cellophane And takin' your bitch and takin' your dame Takin' your chain nigga takin' all of your change You niggas up in the range, they got my niggas doin' thangs Wouldn't be givin' a fuck, me and my niggas we Comin' up out of the cut, bustin' up out of the cut Smokin' and chokin' you pussy niggas like a blunt Nigga you niggas ain't nothin' to me, yo, gettin' up [Verse 2: Hurricane] Look at the cannibal chopper and I be using the breath really quick and insane I know that we could be braking your back cause we get em together we go with the plan Rapping then kill em and murder the people that try to re-live in the soup in my hand The lyrical general never equivalent spitters, I'm blowing I puff on their name Killing them up with the bullet so we could at least pop the 50 kill of a lame Making the poppers that filled with a quicke that threw hitless figures that popping the same Making your bodies a part of the scheme and they pull it be time the people get the pain Bagging your body with multiple shots and we leave it all bloody get outta the game Chopping like a chainsaw blade Every time I see a mic I'm like a hand grenade Pull the pin and let me go I'ma bomb this place Turn it into rubble like a Flintstone name Ain't nobody really dealing with that nigga from the Midwest Hardest motherfucker outta strange I'm a death threat Worth more than every fucking thing like a blank check Do a track with crucified then I get my respect Pack it in with that shit they got me back in on some jump street Ripping like brotha lynch and eat em up like lunch meat I could put a whole fucking album out in one week Shoot it up to Canada and flew across the country Paid a couple dollars to re-invest and I go again Hunk up with my niggas from the town and we in the wind Pop up in the bank racked up, with an evil grin Ready to give em that murder treatment I ain't putting nothing in [Hook: Lil Cru] I chop it I chop it I chop it, I chop it I chop it I chop it I chop it, I chop it I chop it, bitch [Verse 3: JL] Ay, let me get the shit inhibit Who listen to ever doubt us, the difference You get a glimpse of the realest but then my patterns of ignorance You could say you illest, I don't agree with your sentiments Them against me and mine, I'll be standing here when it finishes You don't make any sense and you not of any significance Listen I got 'em tense, president on the premises Limitless with the pen, it ain't pretty, I won't pretend it is Gotta be honest yo, if I was to read the lyrics you writing You saying nothing that I would ever consider exciting Reciting all of them lines on the mic, you not even tight And you extra light, you don't measure in height and I nevermind 'em Wildin' like they don't know, I don't wanna [?] recognize 'em They rhyming they corny flow and I know I can criticize them Weak, when I speak advising 'em, take a seat Collide when I break 'em down with a round Through the heat, with the empty rhetoric Nothing really but a bunch of bullshit Got a full list I could read, instead I brought a full clip Big appetite, a skinny nigga but I don't get full quick Got your bitch in pocket, she pop it, should've get the poolstick Make a bull sick at the sight of the pool of blood Pull the rug from up under you, running into a thug, get a slug Better lean, I clap your team and then set up shop No love, grab your things and trap your queen like I'm Fetty Wap Never stop, look I'm irregular and will whatever bruh Forever locking on the chedder duh and never letting up I'm clever, plotting on ahead of ya, I'm like America A bully with a fully automatic and I'm darin' ya Try me nigga, highly likely I'ma catch a body, not a hobby Kill a beat, I'm writing like Illuminati members Who be pushing agendas on this mic I'm a menace, I never let up relentless When it come to handling business nigga yeah [Verse 4: King ISO] Ain't nobody really want it with a nigga Ain't nobody fucking with the Brain, I'm 'bout to chop a nigga like a fully automatic bucking at you niggas, come and get it nigga Everybody wanna do the chopper but I'm supersonic when I do be rhyming Nigga you can try to be one of us nigga First you gotta keep up with a nigga Dump on a nigga Run with a killa Chew him, better get him stuffed in a river Bunch of gorillas Buck a nigga down and eat 'em up like a Lunchable nigga Fuck what you niggas talking 'bout, I'm 'bout to hop in a whip with a bad bitch Popping the clip in a Magnum And a bitch is 'bout to swallow a nigga this fat dick I'm in the middle of madness Too many niggas be trying to get rid of me Nigga you kidding me, sipping a fifth of the Hennessy Enemies really be into me, nigga you feeling me Nigga be talking 'bout murderin', ain't nobody ever heard of him I get to burning 'em, whoever be on that killa shit Y'all niggas never be who you pretending to be Nigga the reason I'm 'bout to be murdering niggas and serving these niggas and putting 'em all up on a platter like it was a burger my nigga You don't really want it with ISO, I'm psycho like Michael My big homie, you kids funny, got clips on me and I ain't talking 'bout ones that hold iPhones Nigga I'm on some other shit, better watch who you fuckin' with I cut a wrist like Brotha Lynch, put her in the oven with the oven mitts I'm one sick son of a bitch, no regards for no government I kill a nigga then cut him then chew 'em up just like Doublemint I'm brazy, you lazy, fugazi, who pay these niggas attention You trippin', blood I am too different When I run up, with the gun tucked Put it to his head like dump dump Nigga really had me fucked up On Brainsick you missin', nigga listen I know I don't really give a fuck about these bitch-ass niggas if these niggas ain't reppin' my team Stepping to me you better hope that he praying to Jesus when he get his deck in this beam This Brainsick, we gangstas, you fake nigga, you ain't shit I aim this, it'll only take one second to squeeze Ridin' with my killas, you niggas don't want nothing to do with that, let me take a second to breathe [Verse 5: Crucified] I be killing the wicked and wicked and making it frigid their thinking the body gets bad I'm braking the bigger go figure if you get that tough I done braking it but that was bouta get my apocalypse Bigger the pussy bigger the balls And I'm ripping the face of a sinner while top of the top of the bicep But they didn't do what their making worse Pause it I'm rigid and look at this somebody thinking their positive Pause it up brake it then pass it up Making the death of the minute can't they fuck right get the party but if you wanna pay I'm gonna by shooting the victim the sinner But then the devil had foot up on top of the Valery Chevrolet Get up put that foot up packing the sicker and the end I'm dead And if lawyer be like I'm a goner But then there will be love from cause I'ma stutter But then I'ma get it but then that'd be old The fact their fucking with crucified I wonder if I can hit that but that But that seem to be daily by daily by daily by daily But totally confident Bite them and then they'll be cold and basically I'ma come back with the soldiers Whenever target laying let em be but I'm bringing a pack and taking the feet off For braking the buck and I fuck up what they say they bet they can Bet they can fuck it up Freaking I'm screaming like a demon I believe in what I be in Am I dreaming no falling asleep Topping up out of a coffin I'm breaking 'em off when I'm passing the beat But I'm like a zombie when bringing the meat And if they wanna come try me I'm bringing the heat I'm bringing em all full of vicodins thinking of spiking us making the bucket then bleed Better get ready sirens Come up and get up on side us Better be on your feet Now pray to god pile us could of emitted a virus they cannot put to sleep I'll stay up and fight this Leave for the wicked virus somebody get the beat Now bringing the pipe up looking at who picked the pipe up Making the viper cheap And nobody hyper look at me get the hype up bringing the pitcher Lee When they wanna talk about the choppers I pop up like out of a dream I'm making the money I'm making it proper I'm making the pocket and taking the beam Taking the talk about the focus they bogus I'm bouta be green And the NBT's my city I'm killing off everything Where's my team I'm unfadeable, fuck with it I'm a king Riding clean when I'm rolling around I'm on evergreen Better recognise the fame that I'm gaining up in the game When I came in to spit the flame When the Crucified's on the beat [Hook: Lil Cru] I chop it I chop it I chop it, I chop it I chop it I chop it I chop it, I chop it I chop it, bitch