Pro’s Freestyle 1.0 Lyrics - The Swelly Express - Chiddy Bang

Xaphoon, you crazy... 

Crazy, crazy, crazy, cra, cra, cra, crazy... 

Can I rock to this rhyme? You're not on my mind, 

They said we blowin up, dont jump on our mine, 

I once had a tie to the world, I was blind, 

Now I see everything through these contacts of mine, 

I'm at the office, yeah I does it again, I touch it, it wins, that's why the label buzzin me in, 

Uh, told my momma I wont stop til im signed, im hot with the rhyme, you Megatron, I'm Optimus Prime, 

I'm locked in a line, I'm just waitin for my turn, still fresh to death, so this paper I gotta earn, 

I am Stern, David comissioned me for athleticism, the prototype on the mic just check my mechanism, 

They ask, "How you make the world feel it?" 

I say it's D-N-A, It's just in my double helix, 

My controversions sells, if controversy sells, 

Then I'm a take this 9, shoot the president and bail, 

uh, not Barack though I love ya, you in a lower weight class, Im above ya, 

Can i get this? Guarantee I spit this, hand on the stand, I guarantee you should witness 

yeah, the boy back like retro, I want my car to have NOS like Esco, 

I'm in that class in the corner I'm special, the flow magic, magic, presto 

I take off, before it, I break off. Perfect attendance I'm never takin days off 

and while I put in work they gettin a laid off, and this is based off, flow. 

I'm feeling like im near cash, on drive so I steer fast 

Don't they feel my impact like a deer crash 

promised aunty if I win you see its right, make the rain go away like a windshield wipe 

I'm ripe, I'm raw, I'm everything above 

a big enough heart to give a hater a hug 

shootin off whether its grenades or a slug, still bees honey bees designated by buzz, what?