Chamber

That one in the chamber
 That one in the chamber
 Cold game like cocaine, I'll freeze ya
 I rode trains, the pros came, it's leisure
 Was crazy poor, now I'm trynna get mad rich
 With a good girl, you couldn't tell cause she's a bad bitch
 That one in the chamber
 That one, that one, that one
 That one in the chamber
 Record a track, brought it back, shame the vultures
 Future bright, you should like how I came from hopeless
 A ill place, milk crates, mangy sofas
 All gloom, small room, no range of motion
 I black when I rap, that's displayed devotion
 My medicine's better than it's ever been; change your potion
 Rhymes sprewed, get brewed through pain and motion
 They sense the glory in my story, dames gropin'
 Dove in vicious, road to riches, our lane is open
 Dowsers try, no cloud in the sky, but our reign's approachin'
 The style's wild current, can't tame the ocean
 Magician this scripture, flame on paper, no pages smokin'
 Feel this realness, I ain't on stage just boastin'
 Hammers sashay, the last day, guage I'm totin'
 With me, minds get free, cages broken
 Seasoned vet, you should accept the sage has spoken
 That one in the chamber
 That one, that one, that one
 That one in the chamber
 That one in the chamber
 That one, that one, that one
 That one in the chamber
 Before I ever cooked a fish, I was scale chef
 I ground down a pound to the tail flesh
 Strong back niggas bring it to your frail chest
 My block course is life: pass, fail: death
 The blind don't feel like it's no braille left
 (That one in chamber)
 Now I give doses of this ferocious hypnosis
 (That one in the chamber)
 P90 protestant
 Unlock box of shots stocked in the ottoman
 Rob niggas, large figures with the polished tint
 Point guard, starve hard, I was impoverished then
 (That one in the chamber)
 Now I drop calm bombs, watch us lob it in
 The metal artisan with the darker skin
 Set the table, fix us a plate, pour us a glass
 Definite seconds before them years force us to fast
 Living off rough streets scarred me
 Now it's hard to be godly if I ain't eatin' hardy
 Them hunger pangs had me in the street blowing things
 Looking more like paupers, not the son of kings
 That one in the chamber
 That one, that one, that one
 That one in the chamber
 That one in the chamber
 That one, that one, that one
 That one in the chamber