How about one of my own?
From the days that I went by CHOZN1:
A destroyer on the mic
Yet I slice like Conan
You best pray that you ain't the man
When I run & gun
Yeah, yo!
You want some?
I get dumb
But at the same time I get done
Class starts
And schooling begins
You don't play till you learned your lessons
I am the teacher and you are the student
Gettin' fresh with the C-1?
That's not prudent
'Cause I'm quick on the nine
My gun smoke
No pity here boy
I don’t joke
I am The Man
I land in the top 10
Every car drive by
Be playin' my anthem
Don't step to me son
That don't work
When I'm on the mic I'm kicking knowledge,
I quote
Most imitated yet,
Flattered I'm not
Makin money off my beats?
Well your money is stopped
Like pretty boy Floyd
Bonnie and Clyde
Al Capone
Dr. Jekyll
Mr. Hyde
I take your cash like a bolt
So quick
No transmission
Nine off my chest
And you start your wishin
3-2-1 Boom ?
The deed's on file
Another MC
Cold
Dead On Arrival
"D.O.A"
1991 CHOZN1 music
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