The Bread Winner

No
 Should I mentioned that your life's is a vital part of your body in competition
 With the T to the U N A bread winner
 Lyrical land spinner
 That's hitting you dead centres
 Should i let ya
 No
 Should I mentioned that your life's is a vital part of your body in competition
 With the T to the U N A bread winner
 Lyrical land spinner
 That's hitting you dead centre
 (Chali 2na)
 Yo!
 With three syllables i prepare to blast the beast
 And hermetic masterpiece;
 Last but not least; hash and hot lease
 With gas masks with ease
 We smash; you got beef
 Intact; give it with wimps lack this grim fact
 Heat rocks crack you sheet rocks on impact
 No error from syntax; Prepare your fence black
 I'm buried within tracks; compare me to Rembrandt
 In this world of rap; I'm judged by my sentences
 I (Unknown) to explain how immense this is
 No senselessness; we condense this stress.
 Like the part that make you voodoo
 The wicked and wretch; we making your task obsolete
 Coming at me sideways like you had lost (Unknown)
 Dispersing lots of heat; you got stuck in the hot seat
 And got weak with ink; you couldn't spot defeat
 Should i let ya
 No
 Should I mentioned that your life's is a vital part of your body in competition
 With the T to the U N A bread winner
 Lyrical land spinner
 That's hitting you dead centre
 (Chali 2na)
 Ima' try to rally the troops;
 You'll think I'm very offensive
 Scenario twists through your stereo system
 I set you trippin' and then try to triple my income
 Descriptions vary like dinner; this is a Dim Sum
 Exempt none; racism is a symptom
 People carry tradition like hypnotical victims
 "Jurassic get shit done"
 Jurassic we kick linguistics like lyrical sex shit
 A colony of ants that be fucking up your pick nick
 Keeping people addicted while others go undetected
 The ones elected to cleanse and disinfect with words
 And while we whoop the cry;
 Your troop decline
 Groups that rhyme be rocking suits that shine
 Sometime but with acute design;
 How we route this crime
 Lose with mind when i up shoot your spine
 Should i let ya
 No
 Should I mentioned that your lifes is a vital part of your body in competition
 With the T to the U N A bread winner
 Lyrical land spinner
 That'ss hitting you dead center
 (Phone)
 Chali tune...
 What's up baby
 I don't know what time it is out there
 But it's like four o' clock out here
 Make sure you tell them niggers that (Unknown) said God of the country of the cotton plant
 You heard me?
 (Laughter)
 (Chali 2na)
 Yo, appear hostile;
 Flared nostril;
 Glare stops you;
 Fear caught you; mere talks,
 You dared not to
 Here are your green trees and red faunto will head hunt you; one stunt, we'll confront you
 See something hot has got you stiff as a statue
 Ripping in passsion; you tipping in cash when we mash
 Poetically outlast you; Will to rock you
 Words of god will stop Nosferatu
 A boy goes who
 To stop your life clock
 You might not; get your props toos
 With the Jacques Cousteau
 Repping the dope; (Unknown) (Unknown)
 Words mingle and make you tingle like some peppermint soap
 Ripping your throat;
 Is a lesson in hope
 Listen as if you stepping in soap
 I let the
 Approach us and;
 Ferocious;
 And provoke us;
 Get choked up, and close up
 Well we poke just from (Unknown) bliss
 And hope for the people out there who hopeless
 Get close up
 Approach us;
 (Chorus 2x)
 Should i let ya
 No
 Shoulda I mentioned that your life's is a vital part of your body in competition
 With the T to the U N A bread winner
 Lyrical land spinner
 That's hitting you dead center