Yeah!Bounce! Bounce!And I just, I just felt like weLike we needed a break, you know what I mean?Bounce! Bounce!Bounce!I guess you suckers just couldn't handle that, now could you?Bounce! Bounce!That's why, that's why we back at it againBounce! Bounce!Uh, yeahBounce!Just felt like we had to take care of thatI back at it, couldn't stop the * with the gamePeople tried and they tried, but couldn't * with this brainSo I have to break it downCome back and show you howTo spit it in the waste, God intended for the rhymeI wasn't ready to quit, but I'm ready for warRhymes galore, metaphorsYeah, I'm ready for moreHeavily bored with your styles, how you be kicking it, B?Got firefighters in the booth, the way I'm spitting this heatForm one of Golden Tongue and Chino XLRemain in charge of this *, we cock diesel as hellFlamboyant to the pointWhere people's loving to hateBut then we raise it up againAnd got you strugglingFor days, so for each step I takeI'm stepping on toesSo don't step when I step, I'm even stepping on solesThere are two types of fans in this worldScreaming sips, eh?My fans and your fans that haven't heard my * yetBounce! If you're feeling itIf you're living itIf you're killing it, we at it againIf you're loving itIf you're hustling itIf you're bubbling it, we at it againIf you're feeling itIf you're living itIf you're killing it, we at it againIf you're hustling it, I'm hustling itIf you're bubbling it, we at it againIf you don't know me, by now then you bout to knowHit a nigga up, shut a nigga downPush the volume way past loudThe great Jesus, known to the world as ChinoI invented this venomous, iconoclast-type sentimentArrogant, murderous instinctsMake mock catalog listingsCivil, revolve, higher than Jersey car theft statisticsCatalytic converter pistonsVocally concerning ChristiansWanna see me jailed or buried underneath the earth like I'm Jim HensonBut my intention's the same, never bow down a stitchStay true like black eyed peasBefore they added that bitchBut at what percentage am I past the point of imageLinguistically mastered so many styles of creating personalitiesFor my personalities to live in dualityEntertainment brutalityFirst album release, same years, ready to die with this originalityYou wanna be a thug? Be thugGet beat down and drugged and dragged like a drag queenBy gay bashes and back assesIf you're feeling itIf you're living itIf you're killing it, we at it againIf you're loving itIf you're hustling itIf you're bubbling it, we at it againIf you're feeling itIf you're living itIf you're killing it, we at it againIf you're loving itIf you're hustling itIf you're bubbling it, we at it againRight now y'all starving for a Chino punchlineI shoot out your feet and make you tap dance to your grave like Gregory HinesSo many wonder why I cry in the hellChino XL, so original, pivotalLyrically pinnacle the skill levels that I have risen toGothic without a poppet, I keep a carpet in my apartmentI kinda figured you niggas didn't really want itI spit it too dark and agnosticI've been silenced by the politics, I could write an album every weekNiggas in pajamas, I * on them in my sleepI was trying to get out cause I was sick of this *Sick of the game, sick of the players that was sick of this bitchSick of the game, sick of the players that was sick of this bitchRidiculous *, I wasn't gonna leave like thatCause when it's obvious I'm needed, I'ma be right backCause when it's obvious I'm needed, I'ma be right backAnd I won't ever feel your * unless you jump in this landPut a bullet in my head and take a dump in my handsTry your luck, you get plucked, *, we storming your sonsAin't none of y'all * with Chino in Form 1Ain't none of y'all * with Chino in Form 1If you're feeling itIf you're living itIf you're killing it, we at it againIf you're loving itIf you're hustlingIf you're bubbling, we at it againIf you're feeling itIf you're living itIf you're killing it, we at it againIf you're loving itIf you're hustlingIf you're bubbling, we at it againyou