Uh, yeah, this one's for Chilly Chill, Food and Liquor flow,
Strong like it's been distilled by,
Hillbillies in the hills and we move down to Beverly,
So heavenly, waking n****s up like revelry,
We won't be going back to you regularly, so forget it
Shadow flow, call up Punxsutawney Phillips,
My mind's on dope, my brain's on skillets,
Thoroughly trained to just bang off lyrics,
Bang bang bang like Pops Wayans,
Witherspoon (with a spoon) or with a fork,
Was coming out my egg like Mork, deserves his own head on Rushmore
Flood the game like a giant in a dwarf's shorts,
So long n****s, career so short it should be ridin' on a horse,
Mines is a horse, but mines is the size you could sneak inside a fort,
Yours is a pony, it could sleep inside a Porsche,
I am on point like the eating side of forks,
So keep your head down like your reflection in a spoon,
Chilly Chill will be outta corrections real soon...
Enemy...god willingly...

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