Watch Closer

[Verse 1]

I don't know why niggaz wan' see

Chino XL out of the industry

Y'all from the street separate lives

These niggaz look and sound the same like the stepford wives

Give me a little time to mourn the death of Rick James

Niggaz cross the line we all know I'll name names

Stop askin Chino where you been I put holes up in ya skin

Deep star Joan's ass couldn't fill it in

Most mcs give 'em nightmares

Toy Story 2?, been buzzed for lightyears

Now I swear get dough for freakin flow

'Specially when I spit this flow the Puerto Rican hero

Now you gon' know what it always was

In Jersey different slugs bangin us in the clubs

With the blood latin kings me at the same moment sex

Knowin I'm good as good as it

Roll with me I'm blowin next watch

[Chorus]

If you would (what) walk with me (uhuh)

I'm like you (yeah), you're like me (true)

I'll survive (uhuh) in these streets (forever)

Hold my child (uh), like I hold my heat

I'm gettin stronger as I'm older (watch closer)

And the world is gettin colder (watch closer)

I'm just tryin to get over (watch closer)

Tell me lookin over ya shoulders (watch closer)

[Verse 2]

I'm still good lookin for confrontation

Homie want a trip, I'm a travel agent

Behind my back could threaten to shoot me

Reminds me of myself before puberty

I turn on TV you on Cribs

Dumb mothafucka now I know where you live with ya kids

If we spit prepare to take loss

Tabloids like Mary Kate and Ashley weight loss

You Kate Moss with the skinny flow Chino causin panic

Dramatic mean death by accident like a mechanic

Money wanna diss me murdering minister

Money come up missin like I'm workin the register

Amateur kill me you can't manage to only heat

Whoever held out of a vicks vapor rub canister

Survivin it break in niggaz cars when their wife's still drivin it

I'm prominent I'm coming you watchin it?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Niggaz want look, like, sound

Like me and my rhymes from '93

No more hustling niggaz turn feds

You think I beef with rock steady how I be breakin crazy legs

Had time a back in the days now we weren't still

My success I can't even duplicate it like Lauryn Hill's

Collossus, puttin out ya lights like I'm Amish

I promise, I'm dangerous as the West Nile Virus

I seen niggaz killed, I been locked up

Benchin 500 lbs I stay rocked up

Now I'm was sup until my time's up

You niggaz rhyme suspect you pointed out in line ups

Chino the historic lyricist

Mel Gibson made Passion of the Christ without my sample clearances

It's serious, the games is over

The hungriest rapper ever to live's comin

(Can you hear it?) Watch Closer

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