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Chi-Skraperz: Bringing raw talent from Chicago
Chi-Skraperz Entertainment consists of Manuskript and Leprecaun. Together, we are making music while having fun at the same time.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,618
Peak in subgenre #3,177
Author
Ukpong
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Chi-Skraperz Entertainment
Uploaded
November 20, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:54
Lyrics
[Intro]
Listen here...You wanna scuffle, then expect some trouble
Cause we'll make a ruckus fuck you up with several sets of knuckles
Skraperz hustle three mixtapes...To hit the game and make some numbers
And y'all constantly be hatin'...So guess what bitch nigga...Fuck you!
The problem is y'all poppin' shit...And probably gonna flop and shit
While we show ya girl the bread and spread her legs like margarine
The hottest clique...Move over and make room for Chicagoland
We're the Skraperz clan...And we about to paint the town in red
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck convinced you that you could fuck wit the Skraperz
We got more players than the Pacers, Blazers, Sixers and Lakers
And if you hatin'...You can get ya anus tapered with razors
Every hit we make break ya like the Raiders' Jack Tatum
You make us angry...You in danger, gettin' slayed by the greatest
Being chambered in basements with Freddy, Chucky and Jason
No complications...Face gets caved in and ya bloods' on the pavement
We steady skrapin' to the point where we advanced and y'all basic
So fuck what you sayin'...The Skraperz neva eva decayin'
So amazing wit what we displayin' you niggas can't trace it
Or copy or make it...Like Schwartzenegger, we'll just erase ya
We'll seperate the haters and traitors from makin' some paper
And leave 'em craters, get split and burned slow like a Vega
If you steadily instigating you'll banged with the stainless
You think that we playin?!...Ask the lame, he's sadly mistaken
Just replace him with better phrases and we maintain the Skraperz!
[Chorus]
Listen here...You wanna scuffle, then expect some trouble
Cause we'll make a ruckus fuck you up with several sets of knuckles
Skraperz hustle three mixtapes...To hit the game and make some numbers
And y'all constantly be hatin'...So guess what bitch nigga...Fuck you!
The problem is y'all poppin' shit...And probably gonna flop and shit
While we show ya girl the bread and spread her legs like margarine
The hottest clique...Move over and make room for Chicagoland
We're the Skraperz clan...And we about to paint the town in red
[Verse 2]
Any emcee challenging Skript...I'll shatter his shit
Rip the mic from his grip and beat his face wit' both of his limbs
You picturing this?...I got skills and other niggas phony
Impressionist with wordplay...Call me Manuskript Monet
If I was to serve caine...Got Charlie and Frances
And if you a crack fiend then I'm servin' you Andrew
Think about it...I hope you niggas figured the answer
If not, press back and think what state has weather disasters
Naturally relaxin'...No need get-tin' gang-sta with you-all
But start talkin' Bull...Put nine to ya chest like Lu-ol
Deng y'all niggas stupid if you think we couldn't do this
Cause the Skraperz are the greatest, start more Sparks than Michael Cooper
Niggas is crazy, thinking that the Skraperz ain't amazing
Cause the phrases we be sayin' have ya brain gettin' frustrated
We the agents spittin' flagrant and no nigga can contain us
Dance dirty wit' the Skraperz...You a ghost like Patrick Swayze
We advanced and y'all basic...Chi-Skraperz the best team
Six emcees "Born To Run" the game like Bruce Springsteen
And we known to rip beats...Better keep ya beef on microphones
Or Manuskript'll reach under jackets like I'm Napoleon
And pull out chrome that'll break ya bones, clavicles and mandibles
Jaws and collarbones broken by some hollow Calicos
I don't battle though...I'll remind you if wonderin'
That Manuskript'll beat a bitch from Commerical to Cumberland!
[Chorus]
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