Chan Zion - Welcome!

I got wishes and the curses at the same time
I got bitches who aren't loyal on the wrong line
I be passing on the dimes for the ones that Waste my time
It's a crime it's a shame
Just to waste another month of my life
Want to slit my throat with a knife
But it's all okay
Didn't feel like rapping today
But today I wrote this in about a day
Just so I can get paid
But I don't need pay

To pay my time
Get this chime
Get this rhyme
Didn't do it for the shine
But for my pride
I did it to keep my word
People I told I was coming this summer
If I don't release nothing there are
Other newcomers
But I want to be the newcomer
So mid-summer I release this song
Hoping to be on a news cover
Hopefully I can get cover from the news
Or maybe bullets
So I write in my booklet
I pull in and pull out
Bitches screaming my name
That's what I want to be about
Might sneak up the charts like gout
Might jump over the wall like trout
Might have hits like trout
I ain't in it for clout
I ain't in it for money then to just back out
I'm going to write until I black out
No one can buy me out
I know what I'm about
Don't mess with my homies
If you do I'll break in like North Korea to Sony
It ain't sunny, but I can fuck almost
Any white bunny
I want my money
Write better than 317
I appreciate the ones in heaven
Pac Big L Eazy
Won't take L's please rest easy
It's hard being sleazy
It's hard not being cheesy
Not trying to sound preachy
Then again I want you to speak
On my name like you preach me
But then again
I need a bitch who can please me
Who can ease me who isn't needy
Who can lead me down the right path
But then again I'm a sociopath
But after math I did the math
In my bubble bath
Turns out I turned all my peers
Into a blood bath
And I made a blood path
So you know where to find me
But guess what I'm not a bum
I'm not from the slums
But the music I love
This just the start
And many more to come
I'm a mortal man
I'm a mortal Chan
After this I'm immortal Chan
I went through the portal man
When I get back give me my money man
I turned the cants into cans
I turned the doubters into prowlers
They try to hunt me
They try to front me
But they a cunt see
But fuck you guys unless you a day one
And even my day ones can't even be the one
Because the man on the mic is the one
Who has won
So fuck you
I'm out

Learn from me and know what I'm about
You a bitch in it for the clout
While I'm out here standing stout
And you know I'm always ready to count
Fuck you, you a bitch
You'll never amount to shit
You never going to be rich
Might as well put you in the ditch
All that bitch shit
All that weak shit
All that tweak shit
I'd rather carry on my Beal shit
Fuck your kill shit
I'm on my real shit
Not to deal with
Fuck you if you don't feel this

Written by:
Chandler Wilson

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