CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Kid Chaos vs. J Krooger
When I first heard that you was buzzin', I was alarmed
I couldn’t wait until these guys set the clock
Until I realized the way you rhymin', is two timin'
Because on my second watch
I realized they just buy into how you come plain (complain)
And sh*t, I should too since they couldn’t find better opps
Now typically if I get a shot, my beverage Scotch
But today to get a buzz
I gotta take a step down to see what this wine cellar (whine seller) got
Why you guys give him props?
He got a iffy record, and the b*t*h generic
Abominable Snowman; y'all know he ain't real, and yet he (Yeti)
Can reach a (creature), group of people ta bet (Tibet) he, is a legend
Y'all wish him well and, that leads to a hole he quickly fell in
Cause now he gonna kick the bucket to get a comparison.... in which he pale (pail) in
They ain't sent the message?
And that just let's me know yo' soldiers ain't marchin’
So this tear’ll (sterile), make sure you don't get any women pregnant
Cause when ya eggn (egg in), a b*t*h on a cycle
Well, that just ends up in a misconception
That sh*t’s pathetic
That just make me wanna grip the metal, then I press it
That sh*t works for me like it's switching schedules
You see how I put my sh*t together?
Like people who clean building windows for the cheddar
My sh*t works on many levels
This b*t*h ain't special
I mean, pardon me B
But if you not the Chicago MC
Then why do you seem, a tad bit too Common to me?
Open the gates, oh you part of that league?
So you a farmer I see?
Makes sense since you garden variety
And got ya team, cropping seeds all so you can attract a- (tractor) -tention from that guy you need
Yeah, so you can harvest p's (peas) but that boggles me
Make me wanna knock you out cause you average
But that’s not what I mean
Give it a rest (arrest) cause behind bars you be sleepin' and that's hard to debunk
With a mind that's holding cells that's cot (caught) in between
Like why do you battle?
Cause you a loud boy?
Cause you don't have a purpose of ya own so you follow ya teams?
Is that why you named yaself "Krooger" (Krueger)?
Cause you all in THEY dreams
See bein' loud, you done lost ya voice
Now them L's got you hoarse (horse) it's chess
You could ween (queen) off it, if those pawns of yours changed across the board
You got support?
That's prolly why you talkin' to me as if you got the heart of a G
Well I'm just rubbin my hands together...waiting...
Cause as soon as there's friction I'm palmin' the heat
You be spittin' tough, in the rounds you got plenty bucks
Cause a bargain (bar gun) is cheap but I coupons (cue pawns) every week
So if I BUY enough I can get what I want out Target for free
Seeeeee, you do gun bars as if it's impossible to do
Exclusive sneakers or some kinda impossible feat (feet)
And that's exactly why your battle recordings, are like Jordan's
Cause every time J's is released, it's just some sh*t we've already seen
And I do them sh*ts too
But the difference is, I can switch the sh*t, I'm intricate
While the sh*t you spit, is a whip, wit' the biggest rims, we tired of your rounds
So tread lightly cause it gets thin, when you just got plenty lip
Pokin' out, hissy fit, we know ya rounds, it's typical sh*t
You gon' load the pound, and split a wig
We can damn near set our watch to your BOW (bowl) movements we can predict the sh*t
You not equipped for this, yet you still decided to pack ya writtens
And travel the distance and rap in front of these battle critics
Thinkin' you can make a point after you touchdown but ahhh...
That's the kicker
You're half a midget
I don't think you ever laughed out loud, I think that you giggle
Cause you so small you can only laugh a little
But b*t*h you better break fast (breakfast) or I'm at ya kitchen
Ratchet grippin', wit' no serial (cereal)
Cause the best Mills (mils/meals) made from scratch is biscuits
I have no feelings, I'll kidnap ya kids wit', chloroform on a cloth to get the ransom quicker
And that's exactly how you go from rags to riches
I couldn’t wait until these guys set the clock
Until I realized the way you rhymin', is two timin'
Because on my second watch
I realized they just buy into how you come plain (complain)
And sh*t, I should too since they couldn’t find better opps
Now typically if I get a shot, my beverage Scotch
But today to get a buzz
I gotta take a step down to see what this wine cellar (whine seller) got
Why you guys give him props?
He got a iffy record, and the b*t*h generic
Abominable Snowman; y'all know he ain't real, and yet he (Yeti)
Can reach a (creature), group of people ta bet (Tibet) he, is a legend
Y'all wish him well and, that leads to a hole he quickly fell in
Cause now he gonna kick the bucket to get a comparison.... in which he pale (pail) in
They ain't sent the message?
And that just let's me know yo' soldiers ain't marchin’
So this tear’ll (sterile), make sure you don't get any women pregnant
Cause when ya eggn (egg in), a b*t*h on a cycle
Well, that just ends up in a misconception
That sh*t’s pathetic
That just make me wanna grip the metal, then I press it
That sh*t works for me like it's switching schedules
You see how I put my sh*t together?
Like people who clean building windows for the cheddar
My sh*t works on many levels
This b*t*h ain't special
I mean, pardon me B
But if you not the Chicago MC
Then why do you seem, a tad bit too Common to me?
Open the gates, oh you part of that league?
So you a farmer I see?
Makes sense since you garden variety
And got ya team, cropping seeds all so you can attract a- (tractor) -tention from that guy you need
Yeah, so you can harvest p's (peas) but that boggles me
Make me wanna knock you out cause you average
But that’s not what I mean
Give it a rest (arrest) cause behind bars you be sleepin' and that's hard to debunk
With a mind that's holding cells that's cot (caught) in between
Like why do you battle?
Cause you a loud boy?
Cause you don't have a purpose of ya own so you follow ya teams?
Is that why you named yaself "Krooger" (Krueger)?
Cause you all in THEY dreams
See bein' loud, you done lost ya voice
Now them L's got you hoarse (horse) it's chess
You could ween (queen) off it, if those pawns of yours changed across the board
You got support?
That's prolly why you talkin' to me as if you got the heart of a G
Well I'm just rubbin my hands together...waiting...
Cause as soon as there's friction I'm palmin' the heat
You be spittin' tough, in the rounds you got plenty bucks
Cause a bargain (bar gun) is cheap but I coupons (cue pawns) every week
So if I BUY enough I can get what I want out Target for free
Seeeeee, you do gun bars as if it's impossible to do
Exclusive sneakers or some kinda impossible feat (feet)
And that's exactly why your battle recordings, are like Jordan's
Cause every time J's is released, it's just some sh*t we've already seen
And I do them sh*ts too
But the difference is, I can switch the sh*t, I'm intricate
While the sh*t you spit, is a whip, wit' the biggest rims, we tired of your rounds
So tread lightly cause it gets thin, when you just got plenty lip
Pokin' out, hissy fit, we know ya rounds, it's typical sh*t
You gon' load the pound, and split a wig
We can damn near set our watch to your BOW (bowl) movements we can predict the sh*t
You not equipped for this, yet you still decided to pack ya writtens
And travel the distance and rap in front of these battle critics
Thinkin' you can make a point after you touchdown but ahhh...
That's the kicker
You're half a midget
I don't think you ever laughed out loud, I think that you giggle
Cause you so small you can only laugh a little
But b*t*h you better break fast (breakfast) or I'm at ya kitchen
Ratchet grippin', wit' no serial (cereal)
Cause the best Mills (mils/meals) made from scratch is biscuits
I have no feelings, I'll kidnap ya kids wit', chloroform on a cloth to get the ransom quicker
And that's exactly how you go from rags to riches
