Chino XL - Wicked Church lyrics
rate meWicked Church / Chino Xl[Chino XL]At this time I'd like to welcome back my congregationthat's been waitin patient for me to distribute this informationAbout this rap game and it's quality disintegrationAnd stop blamin Waka Flocka, he ain't why yo' shit ain't blazinMaybe somethin 'bout your lack of originalityAnd your content is a constant braggin right about your salaryThen you're mad at me when I burn a verse like a fat calorieAnd I hurt you even worse, your woman is feelin me fanaticallyDramatically I push myself to the brink of this art formOf course you ain't chargin me, you're a rhinoceros with no hornI'm monsterous at home in a conflict zoneMy natural tone is hazardous than slashes gashes through your blood and boneSo I answer the phone, "Hello? Can you call me back?I'm blowed and scribe scrolls until there's bruises in my finger folds"I'm mad at Rubin, spit it crude enough to start a riotMy mind's fried like everything in Black and Latin people's dietsPsychotic, iconic, ironic mamis find eroticI'm provided with a lot of excited exotic vaginaBehind the stained glass windows with pictures of angelswhere the holy water's been replaced with Judas blood to pray toKneelin in the pews followin the father's mazeMore crowded than Tijuana whore houses on dollar daysI am past the, point of bein a pastorInside of this wicked church I prove master[Chorus: Chino XL] + (Ms. Germ Free)Cursed me since the first day of my birthThey thirst for what my words are worthOnce they're heard they'll scorch the EarthThey tried to burn me in this church(Fire, brimstone)(Liars, by my throne) Inside this wicked church(God bless, my soul){*both*} It hurts inside this wicked church[Chino XL]Yeah, I've been through a lot of things that would've made you quit"Too many punchlines, Chino rhymes too quick"But if your favorite garbage artist did it he's a geniusMonkeys dancin around, don't even speak EnglishWonder if they'd feel me even if they can, I'm RembrandtI'll spit in your corny camp until my lips crampFiscally I punish 'emMake ASCAP stand for Always See Chino XL Accumulatin PublishingDisplayin mayhem mannerism that'll shatter your catechismMore written compositions than there's crucifixes in the VaticanDiscouragin anyone's adamant arroganceShootin, stranglin cherubims ridin through Heaven on chariotsI'm no idiot, library books try to rent meI'm very literate, never dressin like Fonzworth BentleyI've had it up to here and there's nothin to fear except fear itselfAnd even fear fears Chino XL[Chorus][Chino XL]Medically it's sickness in my mental tissuePsychiatrist couldn't rescue, even my issues have got issuesGiving every dollar I make to a majorI'd rather have a blind bitch shave my balls with a razorMy hatred's creative berated gospel singersSpit enough acid anger to give euthanasia to every youth in AsiaSavior with most wicked behavior on the Earth's soilMinister tried to baptize me the water just started to boilThey worship Steve Jobs for creating the Apple inventionIgnoring the god that created the actual apple for our nutritionRappin about what you paid for your garments'til your fragile life is ripped apart by extreme violenceShooting you through your temple right through the screen window of your E-book Kindlewhile you're reading shamefully false Ann Coulter infoSkitzo, morbid novel that's ominous poison poemsCall your real estate agent, I'm about to hit you close to homeI can't lie, you wearin them tight pants confuses meWhy would a nigga wanna give his sperm count a eulogy?The Lyric Jesus spittin scriptures unmercifullyBut born to parents that would've lost custody to Charlie SheenThis industry is all wrongRap skills invisible like albino niggaz hitchhiking in a snowstormThe wicked church is hopin hip-hop will deteriorateSo I'm spazzin out like Michael J. Fox with a Shake Weight~![Chorus][Ms. Germ Free]It hurts...
