Текст песни Choclair - What It Takes
Choclair - What It Takes слова песни
CHORUSwhat does it take to make itwhat does it take to make itVERSE 1my style will lock you down and get your brain stimulateddecapitating people while my pen orchestratedmad flavor on the paperand Ill Behavior be favoring some sky scrapersI be looking over sides like sniperswatch the crossfirewhen my shots ring to bust up a cipherand lighters be flickingso fluids on empty, indeed my style rolls like a stampeedcausing mad casualtiesmics smoked like (inhaling)so the second hand from the M.I. got you highand made your doves cryso people check my slangthe Borough Side Representative`s who I bestyles be nice-ly spreading rhymes like jampeople, I`ll strand y`allfor all your propagandatalking trash about this flow-erwithout knowing the ramificationsI`m staying harder then ------- or before some penetrationwith Kid and Supremeconceited for the fact that all these people around town withblown heads got depletedby me and Ill B.I be what I wannashut your stinkin` mouth child, I`m that one, that personafinds the illest lyrics, having breakers on the floor shaking like they`repilepticsfresher then some chloroseptic or a squirt from Banakaa raw chief rockercheck the Chiz-ChiznockaCHORUSwhat does it take to make it what does it take to make itVERSE 2the Choclair comes back, my eyes are closedso rappers running for the back, Choclair don`t careyo, it`s realnessforget the nonsense that ain`t realabout "keep my face screwed, how many caps I like to peel"I don`t talk about no guns because guns I do not carrynever advocate no violence cuz violence don`t become me just talking about "be chillin` with these ladies that be sexy"you don`t like it, well I don`t give a..... my brotherI roll with the force like Skywalkerunderstand this fly talker, Chiznockayo, you try to get with this man who has four eyesyo, you die twice cuz I be Choclair (yeah, you know my rhyme )you know my style, you know sometimes I be complexwhen lyrics hit my brain, all these people run overto their urinals to leak out that nonsense they`re dropping, manit`s Choclairyo, the Ill B. be representing enough hits(yeah,we break it down like thatChocs, what you got to say about those who want to roll up)I don`t care thoughcause when it comes down to battle emcees they die with easethey pass like breezeor maybe leave like treessome rappers wonder how I do ithow I - how I get into it my breath be leavingbut I still come backcuz they`re just receiving ill rhymesand ill rapslike Artifactsthey try to be on the wrong side of the tracks but got licked by the trainunderstand the ill-saneChoclair for your brainCHORUSwhat does it take to make it what does it take to make itwhat does it take to make it what does it take to make it