Текст песни Chulo Deluxe 2 (feat. Basti) - Linkz Boogz

My mind is working like an alien
I sharpen up my cranium like titanium
Tryna figure out what level of the game we in
Don't even know what day we in
Talking with my angels like DMX in Damien
You can't quarantine my brain and put it in a box lord
Ginger for health plan homie no Oxford
Don't end up on the chop board
For being on the block bored
Saw the bigger picture ain't no reason I should watch more

Thats why I plot more
The take over with them block boys
Laundering the money so thats why I bought the stocks for
You pop noise and your glocks is prop toys
Calm before the storm
The cold weather make your flock froze
You should stop those
You losing like it's clock work
Time is money and you only let the clock work
There ain't no reason what the fuck I gotta stop for?
Voices in my head, the devil talking but it's God's work

I been celebrating life, drinking getting tipsy
Thinking how it's different now, lighting up the piffy
Everyone got something nice but I'm like God's child
I smile, knowing every smile ain't a smile
I been celebrating life, drinking getting tipsy
Thinking how it's different now, lighting up the piffy
Everyone got something nice
God gave me something nice too

You sleeping if you didn't know that Mikey got the salsa
Chefing up the recipe, I got the remolacha
Thats the beats for you playa
In the streets you a hater
Never eat with a traitor
Please don't do me any favors
For the green piece of paper, put it in the plastic
Need our reimbursement for the art that we crafted
Something real loopy you could listen to in traffic
Put through many tests every single one I passed it

Cause I singled out the snakes
Every single one is absent
You see the snake skin?
Every single one is crafted
Small circle but every single one does damage
Squad with the shits every single one got passion
Everything get flipped, every single play like magic
Working with the budget, every single strip is mastered
I do my own thing every single day I'm active
Gripp on the fabric, what you know about the fashion?

I been celebrating life, drinking getting tipsy
Thinking how it's different now, lighting up the piffy
Everyone got something nice but I'm like God's child
I smile, knowing every smile ain't a smile
I been celebrating life, drinking getting tipsy
Thinking how it's different now, lighting up the piffy
Everyone got something nice
God gave me something nice too