Chilly Gonzales
Never Stop Chilly Gonzales Rap
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Текст песни "Chilly Gonzales — Never Stop Chilly Gonzales Rap"
How could I ever stop?
My position is missionary, I finish on top
and while you’re relaxin’, I take action
Guinnessworld record, I beat it, Michael Jackson
Never stop, I workaholic
I spit sweat splatter Jackson Pollock
but I’m not an artist, I just work the hardest
I beat it to a pulp, just ask Jarvis
Studio to studio, I drink juice,
produce tons of new shit, like a booty hole
show to show, full throttle, backstage,
no models, no bathroom, I piss in a bottle
And after the show a lot of autographs,
man, music is a joke I try not to laugh
I just try to enjoy the grind
my position?Doggy, I come from behind
Underground, underdog, underrated
under stress, under pressure, under-appreciated
man, this is war
where careers get killed and thats not a metaphor, like
My mindset is military, like
My attitude isHitchcock, very scary
persistence, instincts,
Go the distance, prove my existence
Thats why I never stop
Cause its not Chilly, its Lily, who makes really clever pop
I just do it in a different way
I’m kind of sort of indirect – ricochet,
Chilly like Pinochet, I don’t make hits, I take risks
and make flops like floppy disks
I still stay professional and not sloppy
I try to be original, not a photocopy
Can’t stop, wont stop
Harder, faster better stronger, I listen to the robots
I’m still doing things, so don’t cue the strings,
It ain’t over ’til Beth Ditto sings
So how could I ever quit
My position? Don’t fuck with me – celibate
Groupie go home, you can find another guy
man, music is a joke, I try not to cry
Sounds crazy, but the underground’s lazy
Maybe just a bunch of big babies
and they’re crying till they’re on the guest-list ,
then they puke at 6 am– English breakfast
See I always hatch a new scheme
No room for a club or a pub in my routine
I don’t judge you if you’re part of a true scene
but me I could be anywhere – blue screen
At the Grammys getting nominated
or trying to be a piano playing Larry David
flirting with rap,workin’ for Birkin
behind your favourite singer I just might be lurkin’
And I’m certain when they close the curtains
my life will be a B-movie shot by Tim Burton
and if I lack authenticity
remember authenticity is often shitty
So please, no pity,
You can never melt this ice-cold heart between my two titties
cause what’s life but a board game?
and if you play the game then you’re never bored with more of the same
What’s life but a competition
You know my name, I am– bitten
I never stop