Pro's Freestyle 1.0 Lyrics & Chords By 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?