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LARGE PROFESSOR lyrics : "Stay Chisel"

(feat. Nas)

Stay chizzled like a box of white Bitdaba-Fila

Luther ain't no Arnold Schwarzenegger type steelo
Stay chizzled, check your vapor ^!$$%
Bring the bardy of chess, then push it up harder than the rest

Stay chizzled, precisely cup, sharp the $#&@
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

Swiff on them toes, knockout blow, so stay chizzle

Ey yo Nas, I was tellin' them ^!$$%s on the ave.

the same %#@! the other day (right)
Kids gotta stay sharp (no doubt) or stay chizzle (chizzle)


Yo, perform, a chest naked, I'm lookin' sharp for the peoples
Not in my physical form, strong thoughts, I'm @@#!-diesel
Brolic with knowledge so flow with me

Intelligence benchin', 4004-50, light a Dunbell L
Inhale the hater, lunchgirl rings, sweatin'
Working up her appetite, settin'

Mental-calistetics got my mind stretchin', then I release it
Have my whole frame bowgin' under diamond pieces
Take the weight of the world on my shoulders, I hold it

So I consume most the pain for my ^!$$%z I roll wit
'Cause see, the streets ain't no ghost-gym, papi
And if I feel it going down then my ^!$$%z'll spot me

Without the mind, the body, weight don't even mean nothin'
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 chizzle, then all of them

I stay chizzle, like Snoop Dogg, fo' chizzle my nizzle

In them hardcore streets I'm a straight artificial
6-pack, don motivator, throw on the weight up
Kid try to front so I show him straight up

Had to smoke click, flab a gasti
Way I was cutting 'em up, when kid yelled out "Grab the basket"
Tryied to rush me, luckily I wasn't rusty

Pulled out, searched them all out like a custy
Couldn't go out, highway with a blowout
Like Frank, I did it my way, no doubt

Large billionaire and I'm still here
Writing rhymes for this sphere, I do not feel fear
You heard, I'm the dude on deporture to Irv

And I tell you right now, kid, soft is word
That don't discribe me, what y'all know is _
Barbeque II, Nas right here beside me

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