Stay Chisel (Explicit) - Large Professor/Nas

Written by：N. Jones/W.P. Mitchell

Stay chizzled like a box of white bitdaba fila

Luther ain't no arnold schwarzenegger type steelo

Stay chizzled check your vapor nigga

Bring the bardy of chess then push it up

Harder than the rest

Stay chizzled precisely cup

Sharp the f**k

You thought this was a game we came to charge you up

So take it to the brain laid

Peoples know how throw them things

Swiff on them toes knockout blow so stay chizzle

Ey yo nas I was tellin' them niggas on the ave

The same sh*t the other day right right

Kids gotta stay sharp no doubt

Or stay chizzle chizzle

Yo

Perform a chest naked

I'm lookin' sharp for the peoples

Not in my physical form strong thoughts I'm cock diesel

Brolic with knowledge so flow with me

Intelligence benchin' 4004 50 light a dunbell l

Inhale the hater lunchgirl rings sweatin'

Working up her appetite settin'

Mental calistetics got my mind stretchin' then I release it

Have my whole frame bowgin' under diamond pieces

Take the weight of the world on my shoulders I hold it

So I consume most the pain for my niggaz I roll wit

'Cause see the streets ain't no ghost gym papi

And if I feel it going down then my niggaz'll spot me

Without the mind the body weight don't even mean nothin'

Let's take 3 brothers and put them in the bing or something

Who's gonna survive the wise man the fool or the warrior

Well if all of their minds are chizzle then all of them

Stay chizzled like a box of white bitdaba fila

Luther ain't no arnold schwarzenegger type steelo

Stay chizzled check your vapor nigga

Bring the bardy of chess then push it up

Harder than the rest

Stay chizzled precisely cup sharp the f**k

You thought this was a game we came to charge you up

So take it to the brain laid

Peoples know how throw them things

Swiff on them toes knockout blow so stay chizzle

Like snoop dogg fo' chizzle my nizzle

In them hardcore streets I'm a straight artificial

6 pack don motivator throw on the weight up

Kid try to front so I show him straight up

Had to smoke click flab a gasti

Way I was cutting 'em up when kid yelled

Out grab the basket

Tryied to rush me luckily I wasn't rusty

Pulled out searched them all out like a custy

Couldn't go out highway with a blowout

Like frank I did it my way no doubt

Large billionaire

And I'm still here

Writing rhymes for this sphere I do not feel fear

You heard I'm the dude on deporture to irv

And I tell you right now kid soft is word

That don't discribe me

What y'all know is this lovely

Barbeque 2 nas right here beside me