Violent Poetry by CusaX Lyrics
[INTRO]
Yeah, check it
ChampyG
Look
[VERSE 1: CHAMPYG]
I haven’t stated enough, too many rhymes for me to touch
Wager this bluff, too many nights holding a grudge
Heartbreaks and such human nature in the cut
Take my anger and erupt write a page or two bout love
It’s illusions and the dumb confusions tucked beneath the front
I've called solutions and confront the losing I've been lucid enough
Quit the inner feuding, picture dinner drooling over bae in a convoluted get-up
It’s excluding makeup and blush but instead her facе up in cuts as her stains overfloods
The bеdroom you paid for as you gaze on her lungs you ache for her much
But you wait for her tum, to start to rumble for some, cannibalistic fun
Hannibal wish he’d sonned this sadistic punk you wouldn’t miss a ton
Might be schizo with the sins hold in my mental run, from the pencil to gun
This instrumental is done it’s just my temple hun let’s keep it simple from
The unit Cusa and Champy, Embis and Aaron, plenty more where that came from
Many scores but it made up the monster in my cranium a zany bum he ain’t playing dumb
He’ll take ya young eat em up spit em out leave em inside out ain’t nothing to cry about
Beat em till they cry and shout teeth em till they bleed out reach in grab they teeth out
Now we all at peace now
[VERSE 2: CUSAX]
Mysterious poets
You know to make it you owe us
We keep on raking the dough in
You seeping faking you know us
Like "CusaX he's the coldest"
And "ChampyG bein frozen!"
While in reality you gotta stand to seeing our motives
Stay in the moment
I'm laying my omens
Paving the road and
Unbelievably staying to own it
Paying the toll
I'm a passerby
Also I'm a master why?
Like chiropractors
I been breaking some backs up on these rhymes
You know the motto
Since we been Cracking Bottles
Me and Champy fucking G just hit the rapper lottery
Makin millions
Willing to be the villains
Stab and shoot our way to gain the throne on top of billions
Show your face
Motherfucker like Showcase
No way
Imma let up on you now halt wait
This an investigation
We needing extra patience
The ER full of the victims we feeding extra patients
The culprits?
Yeo Records and Roll With It
Feel better to never surpass the old writtens
Even though I'm cold with my flow
Just don't get me wrong
I'm never beating the classics of Chronic 2 and beyond
Matthew how could I not congrat you
I hope your fuckin wedding was insane now get them plaques soon
I'm amazed
Time is flowing and new rates
Guess its time to show em rapping from new age
Yeah, check it
ChampyG
Look
[VERSE 1: CHAMPYG]
I haven’t stated enough, too many rhymes for me to touch
Wager this bluff, too many nights holding a grudge
Heartbreaks and such human nature in the cut
Take my anger and erupt write a page or two bout love
It’s illusions and the dumb confusions tucked beneath the front
I've called solutions and confront the losing I've been lucid enough
Quit the inner feuding, picture dinner drooling over bae in a convoluted get-up
It’s excluding makeup and blush but instead her facе up in cuts as her stains overfloods
The bеdroom you paid for as you gaze on her lungs you ache for her much
But you wait for her tum, to start to rumble for some, cannibalistic fun
Hannibal wish he’d sonned this sadistic punk you wouldn’t miss a ton
Might be schizo with the sins hold in my mental run, from the pencil to gun
This instrumental is done it’s just my temple hun let’s keep it simple from
The unit Cusa and Champy, Embis and Aaron, plenty more where that came from
Many scores but it made up the monster in my cranium a zany bum he ain’t playing dumb
He’ll take ya young eat em up spit em out leave em inside out ain’t nothing to cry about
Beat em till they cry and shout teeth em till they bleed out reach in grab they teeth out
Now we all at peace now
[VERSE 2: CUSAX]
Mysterious poets
You know to make it you owe us
We keep on raking the dough in
You seeping faking you know us
Like "CusaX he's the coldest"
And "ChampyG bein frozen!"
While in reality you gotta stand to seeing our motives
Stay in the moment
I'm laying my omens
Paving the road and
Unbelievably staying to own it
Paying the toll
I'm a passerby
Also I'm a master why?
Like chiropractors
I been breaking some backs up on these rhymes
You know the motto
Since we been Cracking Bottles
Me and Champy fucking G just hit the rapper lottery
Makin millions
Willing to be the villains
Stab and shoot our way to gain the throne on top of billions
Show your face
Motherfucker like Showcase
No way
Imma let up on you now halt wait
This an investigation
We needing extra patience
The ER full of the victims we feeding extra patients
The culprits?
Yeo Records and Roll With It
Feel better to never surpass the old writtens
Even though I'm cold with my flow
Just don't get me wrong
I'm never beating the classics of Chronic 2 and beyond
Matthew how could I not congrat you
I hope your fuckin wedding was insane now get them plaques soon
I'm amazed
Time is flowing and new rates
Guess its time to show em rapping from new age