[Chorus]
It's take a little time to show the blind
Which way to walk in the dark, let my rhymes shine
Lyrics are a lost art, but still a love on mine
We can bring it to blood, Stay in the line
Stay in the lines, like a kid when he coloring
Stay in the lines, f** you and who you running with
Stay in the lines, so I can get on some other sh**
Stay in the lines..Stay in the lines...
[Verse One]
Every time I rhyme its history in the making dog
Ready to go war like it's reverse Lebanon
Don't it make you happy when you hear Chinos on
Even if I had to dumb it down a little bit for that song
Man I still flush your head down a toilet bowl
Shoot you in broad day just to witness it was said "Sean Paul"
I figured out I save myself, I can't save you all
Proved it on the radio, I was star working with snoop dogg
"Chino you finally blowing up" you don't say
Shut you down like Jennifer Hudson do to Beyonce
My secret is, I don't give a f**, "nah!"
My spit funky like James brown body is inside my pickup truck
Will I slap a motherf**er, don't a**sk
Be up in your crib with a black ski mask
They try to hate me out the game like Dame Dash
But we pray it never happened like Aaliyahs plane crash
[Chorus]
Yo, I try to get a grip on my emotions
Chino is def, I circle the heads of dying vultures
Inhaling breath, exhale sweat trying to focus
When Dr. Dre said I "Ill", hell of a moment
Asking god for atonement for my sins
Put Dj's on air literally out of windows for my spins
I got some commercial shyt, I had to feed my kids
Still give Mc's surgery like 30 Lil Kim's
Back when me Ras Ka** where shipping in hamburgers
Writing thousands of bars, spiting planet murders
Before the game went so cooperate, shyyt
I should've chopped off my hand that writes rhymes and f**in auctioned it
Man I spill flows that nobody smiles B
Then push release dates back like 50 did Style P
My features heater is higher than Whitney with a fever
Keeping n***as on in their toes like thug ballerinas
[Chorus 3x]