Ziplocked in
Finessed again
Make bands not friends
The ice burnt in your skin
Frozen over again
Leanin, a crack fiend, fiending
Scratching skin to feel feeling
Bleed on to the carpet, how'd it get on the ceiling?
You flexxin, I ain't impressed and you make no impression
You pressin, for us to invest into your friendship
Try to click with the clique, but this ain't kid shit
This is Chronic Shnxman with his Slam Crew of bandits
We kick this
We kick that
You talk shit
We fight back
We hit hard
I spit shards, I shout words that pierce hearts
No pulse, you done now
Eyes closed, brain in your eyebrows
Drink your blood, cut your soul out
Chronic will send you to hell
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