Stay Chisel(Explicit) - Large Professor

Stay Chisel (Explicit) - Large Professor/Nas
Written by：N. Jones/W.P. Mitchell
Stay chizzled like a box of white bitdaba fila
Luther ain't no arnold schwarzenegger type steelo
Stay chizzled check your vapor nigga
Bring the bardy of chess then push it up
Harder than the rest
Stay chizzled precisely cup
Sharp the f**k
You thought this was a game we came to charge you up
So take it to the brain laid
Peoples know how throw them things
Swiff on them toes knockout blow so stay chizzle
Ey yo nas I was tellin' them niggas on the ave
The same sh*t the other day right right
Kids gotta stay sharp no doubt
Or stay chizzle chizzle
Yo
Perform a chest naked
I'm lookin' sharp for the peoples
Not in my physical form strong thoughts I'm cock diesel
Brolic with knowledge so flow with me
Intelligence benchin' 4004 50 light a dunbell l
Inhale the hater lunchgirl rings sweatin'
Working up her appetite settin'
Mental calistetics got my mind stretchin' then I release it
Have my whole frame bowgin' under diamond pieces
Take the weight of the world on my shoulders I hold it
So I consume most the pain for my niggaz I roll wit
'Cause see the streets ain't no ghost gym papi
And if I feel it going down then my niggaz'll spot me
Without the mind the body weight don't even mean nothin'
Let's take 3 brothers and put them in the bing or something
Who's gonna survive the wise man the fool or the warrior
Well if all of their minds are chizzle then all of them
Stay chizzled like a box of white bitdaba fila
Luther ain't no arnold schwarzenegger type steelo
Stay chizzled check your vapor nigga
Bring the bardy of chess then push it up
Harder than the rest
Stay chizzled precisely cup sharp the f**k
You thought this was a game we came to charge you up
So take it to the brain laid
Peoples know how throw them things
Swiff on them toes knockout blow so stay chizzle
Like snoop dogg fo' chizzle my nizzle
In them hardcore streets I'm a straight artificial
6 pack don motivator throw on the weight up
Kid try to front so I show him straight up
Had to smoke click flab a gasti
Way I was cutting 'em up when kid yelled
Out grab the basket
Tryied to rush me luckily I wasn't rusty
Pulled out searched them all out like a custy
Couldn't go out highway with a blowout
Like frank I did it my way no doubt
Large billionaire
And I'm still here
Writing rhymes for this sphere I do not feel fear
You heard I'm the dude on deporture to irv
And I tell you right now kid soft is word
That don't discribe me
What y'all know is this lovely
Barbeque 2 nas right here beside me