Stay Chisel

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Stay chisel like a box of wife beater by Fila
 Lou Ferrigno, Arnold Schwarzenegger type steelo
 Stay chisel, check your paper nigga
 Bring the bar to your chest, then push it up harder than the rest
 Stay chisel, precisely cup, sharp the fuck
 You thought this was a game we came to charge you up
 So take it to the brain, laid peoples, know how throw them things
 Swift on them toes, knockout blows, so stay chisel
 Ey yo Nas, I was telling them niggas on the ave
 The same shit the other day (right)
 Kids gotta stay sharp (no doubt) or stay chisel (chisel)
 Yo, perform, a chest naked, I'm looking sharp for the peoples
 Not in my physical form, strong thoughts, I'm cock-diesel
 Brolic with knowledge so flow with me
 Intelligence benching, 4004-50, light a dumbell L
 Inhale then hear the lunch bell rings, sweating
 Working up her appetite, setting
 Mental-calistetics got my mind stretching, then I release it
 Have my whole frame bulging under diamond pieces
 Take the weight of the world on my shoulders, I hold it
 So I consume most the pain for my niggas I roll wit
 Cause see, the streets ain't no Gold's Gym, papi
 And if I feel it going down then my niggas'll spot me
 Without the mind, the body, weight don't even mean nothing
 Let's take 3 brothers and put them in the bing or something
 Who's gonna survive? The wise man, the fool or the warrior
 Well if all of their minds are chisel, then all of them
 I stay chiseled, like Snoop Dogg, fo' shizzle my nizzle
 In them hardcore streets I'm a straight official
 Six pack, don motivator, throwing the weight up
 Kid tried to front so I showed him straight up
 Had his whole click flabbergasted
 Way I was cutting 'em up, one kid yelled out "Grab the bastard"
 Tried to rush me, luckily I wasn't rusty
 Pulled out, served 'em all up like a custy
 Couldn't go out, highway with a blow out
 Like Frank, I did it my way, nigga, no doubt
 Large billionaire and I'm still here
 Writing rhymes for the sphere, I do not feel fear
 You heard, I'm the dude on the porch with the herb
 And I tell you right now, kid, soft is a word
 That don't describe me, what y'all know that's this lively
 
 Barbecue 2, Nas right here beside me (with Akinyele)

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Duration
02:32
Key
10
Tempo
88 BPM

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