Your molecules are now in motion

Hypnotic effect

So check the way you move on your complexes

Inferiority complex, I got you carrying Glocks and TECs

And got you feeling hesitant to step on stage and represent

It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence

Creates paranoias inside of your mind when you rhyme

The term Chino's Latin, but I got black soul

Flows I create's unforgettable like Nat King Cole

Bullet holes through the shields of your Land Cruiser (Your clique)

My clique is stoned like they eyes gazed upon Medusa

Makin this picture clearer, it gets weirder than incest

Knowledge my name, I'm on a different plane like Herve Villachez

Getting the people hyped like Monday Night at the Improv

Dive in Ricki's lake plus I rush like Limbaugh

I will detach your limbs, there ain't no wins if you test mine

You won't be coming back again like Sinbad's sitcom

I think they wanna battle, you blew up like Roseanne's belly

Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly

Fear and superstition could get iller than circumcision

And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin'

My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin

Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous combustion (Kill all my)

Kill all my complexes make any crowd scream and yell

Oppose and catch a bullet in your back like Philip Pannell

It's your complex that makes you buy a fake Rolex

To impress the next big butt big breast like it's a contest

Materialistic complex, I make you worship an Ac' or Lex'

Now that you feel inadequate you're cashing checks for sex

But see, I'm from a small town called (Bitch please), so don't seize the thought

Now see she's caught, go see your daddy for child support

Your complex it got your mind inside a group home

I got you puttin that suit on

Fuck them crabs you spend your loot on

Euphorically, categorically, Chino rips shit historically

*inhale* Puff you like sensi, rob your shit like Jodeci

Better hope your girl don't notice me

You was a platinum artist 'til the complex got into ya

But I spread new rap styles like prostitutes spread chlamydia

Grammy nominee, with yourself you ain't in harmony

Now I'm hearing you wanna bring it on to me

Fresh off your tour you don't want no verbal war, better stay in your Lexus

I was creating metaphors this morning while you were selecting which credit card to pay for that bitch's breakfast with

Your car is painted like the Sistine Chapel

But you still couldn't get a piece of that bitch's ass if you had a scalpel

I'm rough as Hell, crush your crew, turn you into beetles

Eat a porcupine, puh, spit out the needles

Bzzz bzzz, my shit is fly, you can ask anyone

I'm not MTV, so I can leave you Dead at 21

People stand amazed (how could you go on a killing craze)

'Cause my heart is blacker than the cotton fields in the slavery days

Fuck friends long as a bitch bends like Mercedes

Invade your mental like U.S. troops invaded Haiti's

Ladies, that are Latin be lovin me more than Desi Arnez but

My voice be aggravating bitches like Rosie Perez so

I breaks a virgin's hymen open like the seventh seal

"I'm givin them, somethin, they, can feel"

I explore a woman's vaginal region like Lewis and Clark (please douche)

I might decide to eat the bush like Sandra Bernhardt

Now even the Japanese girls wanna blow me like I'm Sony

But like Mike and that Presley bitch, the relationship is phony (phony)

So, baby, we can do it, take your time, do it right

The whole game's like Ritchie Valens, it should never take flight (uh-huh)

I don't need gold singles to purchase phallic symbols

I keep my Queen, you keep chasing materialistic bitches, yo

Wreckin' this it's your complex

They got you feelin mad depressed

You can't rest from the stress

Wondering what they gonna do next

Your complex is the wall they got your back up against

Intense pressure got you feeling like without em you just worthless

The term Chino goes synonymous with corpses flipped

But never celebrated like Hanukkah in Auschwitz

My complex flips, where'd he get that vain kind of mindframe?

'Cause I've been ripping this way since MCs was just a labor pain

Underground for far too long but now I will be surfacing

Spray from my brain on the train like Colin Ferguson

They say I go too far but pop radio playing me

Like FCC stands for Fuckin Chino's Crazy

But I make TLC stand for They Love Chino when I terrify

You'll never eat chilli 'cause I'm an arsonist like Left-Eye

But I can't forget I heard you say you'll leave me deceased, please!

That's famous last words like the "I Have a Dream" speech

Beats fat like Melodie sweet like Bellamy

You're gellin' me more than **** at PMD shows be yelling for E

They try to diss 'cause I don't have that, I have this (chances are)

They tryin to make me soft like Johnny Mathis

Fuck strike a nerve, I massacre strike a main vein

One line from my brain could turn Bar Mitzvahs into Soul Train

"But I'm still standin", keeping straight

And marijuana helped me to escape like it was Al Cowlings

Still ripping shit, no videos and no Source ad

I live the type of life that could make Hammer say, "It's All Bad" (Hahahaha)

Put it on, one class of car that I can afford has not been built

I can't afford cookies, that's even though I'm labelmates with Miilk

It's like Wayne's World 'cause they say that, "I'm not worthy!"

My company is fucking me like Arsenio does Eddie Murphy

Industry kills, I go for the throat

I treat you all like Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston's marriage, one big joke

It's your complex that got your carryin Glocks and TECs

It's your complex that got you cashin checks for sex

It's your complex why you scared of what I'm gonna say next

Chino X, '95, '96 no complex