Chemical X Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Woke up sick, just load that medicine
Let it Settle in
Flow cold soon as that rhythm hits
Soul's genuine
Go pogo, stotting of the top
Like venison
No Bambi but I'mma take my shot
When they send me in
Yeah
This that man I'm excited we bouta drop soon
Handle me like a pilot you'll peep the plot new
Casting honesty, it's chronic the way my thoughts move
Sugar, spice and some phonics watch what the doc do
Mix it up with some chemical X
Words been bubbling as I blossom, buttercup
When I rap I see with sight beyond sight
Lion-O with the set
Fireproof with my writing
Johnny Storm the gazette
Mind been flying I'm just capturing the motion
Hope is
I'mma keep the focus and my glow lit
Growth big
Staying on my my talk about emotions
Don't trip
G still keeps it crispy when he goes in
Biggest love to my above
Yeah that's my fam and the crew
Lets go fill us up a bag
Cancel plans, hit the stu
Touring that mystery machine
Shaggy's catching a groove
Eating beats like Scooby snacks
And I'm Scrappy with truths
Love is tattooed on my sleeve
Vibe nuts like cashews
Admittedly I've made mistakes
And yo I've talked my trash too
That's why these days
I take the stage and act a Masseuse
Releasing pressure
Found new balance like some Dad shoes
This my webinar
I'm telling y'all
Sizzle when I pen amor
Words I scribble form a bond
Smith like my name Dalinar
Instead of war I rather art
Sing or spit when battle charged
Locked in when I set up some bars
Like I said, let it settle in
Cause homie look we ain't settling
It's a matter of hands and swinging pendulums
I'm breaking sediment
The Opposite of attenuate
Shoot, all while I independent it
Already see which way I'm heading where treading in
Picked a pace I want to keep and kept on peddling
I been a rebel my rebellion's what revel in
So cut the lights off and turn the mic on
What's earning stripes to a zebra flexing his horse power
I never pipe down
Unless the wife's home
Turn our convos to sweaty breaths with light growls
Yeah
That's the man that I be
Pouring fuel in my fire
Topping off my battery
Find I'm you in my most high
Practice practically
In every moment I process
Professing, planting a seed, and I see
It took me thirty years to kill my ego and make some music
My evidence knew belief but now I know I do it
This my conviction
And my honor holds its own influence
No swaying jury, prosecute my goals and mold congruence
Yeah
Just let me cook I got a recipe
I seek to stir but ain't shook
Give you best of me
Come take a look as I turn
My pages left to read
This book of mine where the words spell out ones beckoning
Welcome