Chino XL - Afraid Of Nothing lyrics
rate me"I-I-I ain't scared of nothin!" - Richard Pryor[Chorus One 2X: Somaya Reese]Wild out, this is it, blast your shit, lunaticsYou ain't scared, go ahead - put your put your hands high (get 'em!)[Chorus Two 2X: Chino XL]My only weakness is - I ain't scared of nothinMy only weakness is - I ain't scared of nothin~![Chino XL]Yo... that nigga Chino XL is a cold menaceThat ain't scared of nothin like I got no nerve endingsWith the sickest sentence that is known from here to Venicesince Rick Rubin signed my demo, been stronger than wooly mammothsHeart darker than Black SabbathA real master of words that causes +Havoc+ like Prodigy's partner's parentsSyllable chemist, was 16 with my first 12-inchDestined, I had no choice like an arranged marriageLike an inbred, tie you up in a toolshedHang you upside-down and beat you 'til your piss turns redMake you an invalid, yes I'm sick and into itIt makes my heart warm like hatin my father when I was a kidNo savin grace, I'm usin razor blades to slash your armsYou're left for days and ate by gators in the Everglades swampsI ain't scared of nothin, I'm stubborn, a live wireMy name in sign language is a middle finger on fire[Chorus Two] + [Chorus One][Chino XL]I'm that brolic god of carnage that would body collegeSick as gynecologists, spit collagen at live piranhasEat cyanide olives by a cottage in the farthest forestBurnin down a farmer's crops just when he was about to harvestMy vocal cords will murder yours from sheer power wattageYour comments, "Why did the plague of Chino rain down upon us?"Silence, I'm breakin your legs, you're nauseousYou can't run again like a president that already served two terms in officeLivin lawless, raw performance for the richesPut you down like toilet seats when you live in a house full of bitchesSicker than Caeser's syphilis and JonBent Ramsey's killersand pictures of Natalee Holloway's titties, can I get a witness?My spirit is big so I don't fear a thingI'll karate kick Steven Seagal in his lace front wig - fuck a pig!Hop out the whip and shatter your ribsWearin a mask in broad day like Michael Jackson's kids didAnd I'll flip and then whip you to death with a marble barstoolAnd dig up your corpse so I can drive in a lane for the carpoolHow do you think you can threaten the metaphor weaponthat's responsible for inventin this industry's rebellion?Hellion, dark scoundrel, me fearin someone?Over my dead body nigga, Gary Coleman[Chorus Two] + [Chorus One]{"I-I-I ain't scared of nothin!"}[Chino XL]Lungs of a champion, I'll take one breath and I start an album and don't breathe again 'til I'm sittin at masterinChino the ambassador castin the spell of a massacreHell is the task of the assassin that does more spazzin per capitaServin half of the bastard rappers, inhalin cancerBreathe out asthma, dump your body in the back of a factory canisterMy position is vivid, if it's a gimmickI'll give it 60 minutes then exhibit the sickest village verbal spillageWorship my words, I got more game than wildlife preservesI'm purgin out sperm in a perma' perm in a groupie birdI stand firm in the stance that Chino XL is the handsomestNo time for romancin shit, I'm on my Charles Manson shitI got so many bars that I could apply for a liquor licenseNot the lesbian type that's dyking but viking trips I'm writinwhere my similies are similar and liken to a LycanWerewolf in the night that'll have you and your trife afterlife unitinI'm fightin, managin, keepin savage at all costsFuck showers, I'm draggin Mark Zimmerman through a car washI rhyme to the point of exhaust and killin everybodyAnd copied 16 and sloppy and played out like Ed HardyYou started I'm slashin, I don't wanna hear you're sorryLeave your face fractured, twisted backward like Whitney's baby's daddy BobbyI'm the illest is what the gossip isWanna rep your state? Aight, I'll beat you into the state of unconsciousnessMonsterous 'til I'm posthumous, it's obviousMe fearin anybody breathin, simply nonsense[Chorus Two]
