[Killah Priest]   I do chin-ups of a niggaz bars, killin' off whole squads   It's those gone off the line of scrimmage   Beginners are finished, I'm relentless   My spit game injures, I'm the ninja   Blow on trees like winters   In the centre, keep a sinister smile   with the dillinger like John Wilkes Booth   My palm still shoots ink, leavin' rappers in stink   Pullin' gats out my mink, clap where you think   I go from God Body to Godzilla to God forgive him   'Til I hope God is with him   If not I spit jack, think witch dreams   Of automatics, M-16s, submachines   Slugly screams of blood   Clear out clubs, air out mugs, put wings on thugs   It's your screams I love   I sample them, put on 'em on Pro Tools   And Ad-lib 'em with vocals, Killah Priest      [Chorus: Chino XL]   The type of rappers that be Beastin' [x2]      [Chino XL]   My saliva's lava, the wicked anomalous scholar   The author composin' your broken bones into an orchestra   Burn in Heaven, no weapon can harm me   These homos been in the closets so long I'ma donate them to Salvation Army   Calmly tearin' ya flesh like the claws of a falcon   Write songs 'til my wrist develops Carpal Tunnel Syndrome   And there's no feelin' in my right thumb, my knuckles white and numb   You should see the muscular development in my forearms   I'm swarn human heron from here on   Consider Chino XL a monster, fuck Charlize Theron   You cling on to life like a skinny Luther   I'm like an aircraft carrier goin' to war with a Mini Cooper   Gettin' used to being crazy   as a double jointed female doctor bent over, delivering her own baby   Anti-Medical, non-preventable   Make you and a dead man identical   Sallow arms are well armed like an octopus   Medical bust, penny you trust, non of you   I'm the murdering minister when God is upset at you   Right on schedule, calligraphers spit a comprehensible   Poison Pen always the illest, today he's exceptional   Slayin' professional between big deals   I get jobs at McDonalds and throw cyanide pills into kids meals   I slaughter individuals, throw rappers through windshields   Slice them from ear to ear 'til they breathin' out of fish scales   Every lyricist kneels to my internal, incurable inferno   I beat a niggaz haircut into crop circles   Hear the smotherless pain   Be the main attraction in a circus how I can juggle your jugular vein   I stumble and aim if you merely just mumble my name   Crumple your fame, cripple ya fangs   Isn't it strange it doesn't change I'm a beast   The hungriest rapper alive pickin' human flesh out of my teeth   You get shot in the streets or in sentences like Mystikal   Don't even call rap rap no more, call it Chino XL