I got a catscan that proves
I ′ m half-animal half-man
Puttin ' the squeeze on rap bands
Like a lap-dance at fat camp
You seen Chords where ' s he at man
I ' m probably at your local capstand
Smoking the afghan
Who always gets the last laugh Me
See your demo went from
Your hand to my hand
Straight to the trash can
Physically human but a ghost at heart
See I ' ve been off the wall like stolen art
Before Napoleon Bonapart
Before Joan of Arc was burnt to a crisp
Before Noah ' s Arc departed
I was the first to enlist it sucka
The mark of the beast might swerve your way
When I run up
Armed to the teeth like Kurt Cobain
And turn the henhouse
You call a crew into Cordon Bleu
Put a match to my ass fart at you
Start a barbecue
In a bar or two I ' ll
End the verse with a cliffhanger
Guess who rolled up on you 45939,-492)
Not full of shit like Biff Tannen
It goes Who I
When I walk inside a room since
I got caught riding a broom
On the dark side of the moon
It goes Who I
And suddenly they forfeit
Cause Chords hit their
Chest with a flying horse kick
It goes Who I
When Chords rolls through in a Yugo
Poppin bottles of Pruno
It goes Who I
Ooh Aah
Ooh Aah
Ooh Aah
Rappers can ' t hang
If they could they ' d be swinging off my balls
' Cause I got body blows
That turn your entourage to kosmonauts
For no apparent reason
I strap on a pair of cleats
And open up a bagfull of severe beatings
You know me the guy
Who talks with his spit glands
And spends his weekends
Moonwalking on quicksand
Who stormed your crib
Called it home
Forcing you to pledge allegiance
With a cobblestone to your collarbone 88843,-366)
Chords
Don ' t give a f**k if I live or die
So go ahead and kill me
Shit I be back by dinnertime
This ain ' t the little leagues
I won ' t stop ' til I got a thousand Billy Jeans
From Italy to the Phillipines
' Cause it ' s instilled in me
To spit raps that
Leave a disaster path like the aftermath
Of stampeding wilderbeast
So don ' t be fooled playa
You ' re only on top of the game
' cause I knocked you out by the pool table
It goes Who I
When I walk inside a room since
I got caught riding a broom
On the dark side of the moon
It goes Who I
And suddenly they forfeit
Cause Chords hit their
Chest with a flying horse kick
It goes Who I
When Chords rolls through in a Yugo
Poppin bottles of Pruno
It goes Who I
Ooh Aah
Ooh Aah
Ooh Aah
Some people wonder why
Under my mummified
Husk I ' m numb inside
In a deep sleep waiting to come alive
And leave you knee-deep in the water of Shit ' s Creek
Pip-squeeks scatter
When I stroll with Cujo on Mean Street
We can go to war with crowbars
Shoot-out like Lone Star
Either way your next stop is the bone yard
That ain ' t a comet it ' s just Chords in his cars
Smoking cigars behind the
Steering wheel orbiting Mars
Born grown not even a fetus at birth
This ain ' t just rap a*****e
This is genius at work
This is the type of shit you frame
Put it on your wall
And twenty years later claim
” I knew Chords back in the day ”
No you didn ' t Admit it I was only at your house
' Cause your sister ' s fine
And guess who wanted to hit it
C to the H-O
R-D-S
F**k tagging it on walls
I leave it scarred in flesh
It goes Who I
When I walk inside a room since
I got caught riding a broom
On the dark side of the moon
It goes Who I
And suddenly they forfeit
Cause Chords hit their
Chest with a flying horse kick
It goes Who I
When Chords rolls through in a Yugo
Poppin bottles of Pruno
It goes Who I
Ooh Aah
Ooh Aah
Ooh Aah
