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Mc Lyte - Stay Chizzle lyrics
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 fuck
 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 shit the other day (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 witMc Lyte - Stay Chizzle - http://motolyrics.com/mc-lyte/stay-chizzle-lyrics.html
 '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
I 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 ______
 Barbeque II, Nas right here beside me








