Chan Zion - Jekyll & Hyde

Hmm
Talking that mad shit
Everybody on my dick and shit
They talkin bout my opps
They talkin bout the cops
The talkin bout they flop
Shut up before you get popped
All y'all do is talk
It gets you to the chalk
His face blue
Blueface
Caught him slipping
Caught him pimping
Now he limping
Gang keep the hip in
I'm shitting on world star
Shipping these bars on these people
Words are lethal
Stuck in a steep hole
You a sneak mole
Try to peep I say no
Peep cause fame made you overdose
On the hoes
Tryna prove to the foes
But that's a no
That's a no go
like a hoe doin shows on a pole
Like a pole shit go south
Like a hole need to shut your mouth
Like a mole know what you bout
Never mount or amount or count
More than a hundred 100s
Tryna entertain all hundred on your Insta
Bitches crying on they finstas
You need to invent ya uh uh
Get your own personality
Your mentality will be your casualty
Get your shit straight like sexuality
If not then bye
If not then bye

Don't cry dry your eyes
If not then you'll die
Say bye stay dry
I think this fried
Don't cry dry your eyes
If not then you'll die
Say bye stay dry
I think this fried
Movin side to side like the cha cha slide
Bitch hit on her backside on her bedside
I applied made her ass divide
Hit till I nut cum went inside and aside
To her eye now call her cock-eye
No pride died inside
Not like Jekyll I'm Hyde
I heckle shits fried
Like freckles hide
But the light always bring you out
Too bright to fight
Fly kites you quiet while quite
No sleight of vision all division
Your decision till collision
Then cut down like a circumcision
Cut out like cable television
They just kissin ass to be missin on class
But I'll teach a lesson to never be messing
With the mess and supervision and Superstition of another victim or
Else you be put in the pension
Ready to die and ready to cry cry cry

No lies shits fry people cry people die
No lies shits fry people cry people die
No lies shits fry people cry people die
No lies shits fry people cry people die
I try to hide so they can't find me
I try to hide so they can't take me
I try to hide so they can't fake me
I try to hide so they can't change me
I'm in a lane see
I got a mane cause I'm the main see
I'm not lyin I'm a lion
There isn't no fighting
Only slaughter
With someone's daughter
You caught her
You thought her
She a thot sure
Now let me get my fur to insure
That I take this bar and take it far
Now I'm getting in my car
Now I got scars
This shit bazar
Man I'm open up this game
With my crowbar
It ain't that hard
All you gotta do is mumble
Trying to stay humble
But I made you stumble
I ain't even gonna mumble
I just took my words and crumble
You lame
It's a shame
All you want is clout and fame
I'm like dame always loyal
Like Mane always royal
Y'all boiled like a tea kettle
Finna go petal to the metal
You just mental I got my pencil
You won't get it
You won't get it
Wouldn't want to be ya
Wouldn't want to be ya
Can't see me like sia
So see ya

Written by:
Chandler Wilson

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