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Chip
Chip
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Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
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You see, Chipmunk's still not having any Rep for myself till I'm dead and buried And this scene just feels like crabs in a barrel So when I spray, I spray shells, there ain't no crabs in my barrel Between us spitters We all know who can snap and who goes in But you can pop back up and get hits Cuh the net's got a memory span of a fish and Still the one that everyone prees Just goals, working on me Last year, I lost my bearings Now I'm rolling Baauers Late nights, putting in hours I'm getting sick of addressing man testing But some man don't know when to 'llow it Love and hate my culture, fam Bare MCs tryna vulture man "Chip, why do you love to clash?" I'm assisting bringing my culture back So I'm my only hero Counting on my niggas only got me zero I brang my man, man didn't bring me Won't forget how certain man did me These niggas remind me of me as a kid They get signed and start thinking they boasy Cash Motto, pay as you go, G Dem fassyhole, deh nuh know we You dun know, I pray to God and he hears Prayed for Ice to return and he's here Devils are on me, you think that I care? Spray over here, spray over there Knew if I mentally start again Bare MCs would start again Other night Mario, rhymes from the can like bro How comes my man's all up in my man's vid? Code talk, you know who my man is I was like "Mario, things have changed Look, these days, don't know who my man is" Yeah, it's a brand new era and ting So look, if the cap fits, that's your wig This ain't no card game, you little pricks Think you can snap like me And you think it's all good Till I snap on you and your clique Like look, if man go bananas, you'll split, Dasheen You ain't reaching the realms I hit, blud Cuzzy, I'm, cuzzy, I'm Chipmunk I be like dry cry, even tears Even my heart cries, but who cares? Been through dark times, still here Now I got a dark side if you dare Bars hard to digest like steak when I'm here Still get served, blood, medium rare Cuh I know you man You know my ting, me nuh like you man I'm one MC but I'm too bad Take on three MCs, coming four man You'll get peppered And eff a punchline anyway I can punch like any day Niggas don't like me, I don't like niggas Well, that's that then anyways
Writer(s): Jahmaal Fyffe, Rodney Pryce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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