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Starvation Featuring Chaundon
Little Brother
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Yeah
It's Chaundon and Little Brother
Khrysis on the boards with the heat
We 'bout to turn this motherfucker to a circuit
Yeah, yeah
The hottest product out got my name on it
Everybody rap nowaday, the difference is I get paid for it
Flyers got my face on it, you know my steez
Taking pictures with some bitches, telling paparazzi "cheese"
My arrogance got me walking with a mean swagger
Hooks and punchlines'll make your team stagger
Between women and weed, I only fuck with dimes
And both habits don't affect my money or my mind
I'm always on the grind, can't afford to fall behind
And you wack-ass niggas can't eclipse my shine
You can't handle the truth, Chaundon stay winning
I'm a problem behind bars like my song "Linen"
You need a sixteen? I'm the man for the job
Been nice since Mike got his first toe job
You'll never get the best of me
If I was Alex Trebek, I would bet your
Whole career would be in jeopardy
Uh, Te and Chaundilla, get on the mic and clash like titans
Strike like lightning, and what's quite frightening
Is the fact that there'll never be another quite like him
Scratch rap, my category's incite writing
'Cause the sound of my voice could incite riots
And my teetering style invites biting
Yes, that nigga got flows and he do got hoes
Whether they outdoors or inside highest
Phonte's the man to do it, y'all spineless
While my shit is timeless like Jam and Lewis
Only because you need it, and dog, best believe it
You the livest nigga walking only because I'm seeded
Heavyweight rhyme shit, y'all about to see it
Have the crowd stretched out like a Sealy posturepedic
My nigga Khrysis beat knock and rock the speakers
'Til all competition is obsolete as Phonte, nigga
Uh, everybody wanna see some focus
I say to everybody be chill 'cause I know this
I wrote this for a show down south
In the land where your ass, you can blow things out
Word of mouth got me close to
Being a reoccurring theme on your kid's poster
I boast a record that the average rapper
That you know, he can't even come close to
We roast a any opposition
Itching to scratch us with them frail compositions
I'm on a mission, yo
And I dedicated my flow
To critics and assholes and no soul
New swagger, now rapper swings a dagger
That's bigger than Conan's
I'm too lesbian to hold hands
Wish about better days when you're in the sea, I promise, man
This brought to you by Thomas Mann
Don't be mad, I heard Mickey D's is now hiring
'Til that day I'm retiring
I'ma be on a level that's more higher than you
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