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BlaQ Chidori - Whateva lyrics

Artist: BlaQ Chidori

album: BlaQ, Numbz, Entertainment


Feelings...
Perspectives...
Interpretations...
Opinions...
That's all to be considered... of course
With a grain of salt... of course
But does it ever equal up to reality and real shit?
Of course not
Whateva
I'm tired of politics, and talks of economy
Most of that shit is fake as ideas of racial equality
Not saying it's never possible, but I'm thinkin logical
If we origanal, we superior by our qualities
Niggas see what the Bible see
My Genesis pre-existent, the bullets exit us
Once them niggas divide the fee
But trying me?
For them Numbers you can get left at sea
And word to surf, you know what my niggas gon do to hon[or me]?
See me and Numbz an anomaly
My catalog is triumphant, inspect the deck
You gon see that I bomb atomically
Nigga
I wish these people saw the art not the figures
But it figures, these people only care for money with Niggas
What's the difference between slavery and industry
It ain't a thing, we sell ourselves
And white men profit off of us endlessly
Uh
I could kill em with bars, I'd rather put more in art
Ya come short, complex like Napoleon Bonepart
They never smart
End up baked tryna get chicken, you will never get the riches of wishes, picking a bone Apart
I put in grind for the legacy I build ahead of me
Cuz you can die for ya man's dreams like Corretta King
You best believe
I speak the realest shit just in the form of bars
Noah's Ark
I seen the waves before it could ever start
That's why other the common troupes had never bothered me
The fucked up fads that were flaunted for fame, had fathered me
Fool fuck ya goat, I'm God in a human coffering
I'll grab em by the horns and hail a sacrificial offering
Bitch
I spent my time tryna dine on chicks, like a two-piece
While setting forest fires from penning lines on a loose leaf
Be cool b
Don't lemme pull this clip, ain't no movie, You'll be like a rotten tomato in the trunk of a Two seat
Out of ya whole group, you the only bitch, like The Fugees
I finger fuck her flowers with pistils, then plant a new seed
Uh
Rap gods, done met the underground fire lord
Triple 6 pen, split two people when fire storms
The Rings on my hands lights, I guess I'm Hal Jord
Green Lantern Corps, an arm lift to manifest the green
I'm Constantine- ain't magic when manifestin my destiny
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
Sometimes I have to remind not to write the same shit
Came from the pavement
But now I live gracefully
I take time, grind in this game- and do it patiently-
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
Sometimes I have to remind not to write the same shit
Came from the pavement
But now I live gracefully
I take time, grind in this game- and do it patiently
I take time, grind in this game- and do it patiently-

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