[Intro: Angel]
Chino, my love, although many will come before you, trying to be just like you, there will never be another you. You’ve traveled so far to get here. Don’t allow the world to make you forget why our ancestors are with you and will leave you never

[Hook: Chino XL]
Never will your mental conquer me, never love my enemy
You could never take my history, you could never block my destiny
Never did love follow me, and I’ll never return to poverty
Never fooled by Satan’s jealousy ‘til my Heaven inherits me

[Verse 1: Chino XL]
I won’t lie
Some nights, I feel like I’ve been forsaken by God
Victimized, plagiarized like Spielberg did Amistad
Unzip like Isaac Mizrahi, he who laughs last laughs
Best, but “never again” is the mantra that I cry. Yo, I spit like
Ming the Merciless, bliss-less bliss, high-risk piss, clenched fist
A masochistic sadistic from every verse on this
Behold my serpents hair like Perseus, ill impossibly
Larceny, broken velocity through lightning-speed viscosity
My philosophy: speak animosity, keep shit
In a bag like a colostomy. I’m pro, you’re junior varsity
If 12 Angry Viewers on MTV diss my shit, I’ll hunt down
And kill ‘em all individually, I’ll make headlines considerably
Sorcery with no plea bargain or jargon or glossary
And fuck the Insane Clown Posse—of rap, they’re making a mockery
You’ll retire like Seinfeld waiting on titles that I’ve held
Lock ‘n Load like Denis Leary, blasting assassins sent to kill me—feel me?
You take notes like court stenography, you better watch me
I take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace
More Colt 45s than Billy Dee, collecting disability
I’ll shoot out with Bill and Hillary, still won’t run out of artillery
While you’re trying to make all net like Iverson or Jordan
I’m extortin’, trying to make all net like Forbes and make a fortune
Stick that ass in a phone booth, drinking 151-proof, laughing
At that bitch with a gold tooth, flicking my ashes out of the sunroof, uncouth
Industry snotty and shady, can’t no Bible save me
From throwing you off my tour bus like Bobby did Whitney and baby
Get with me? Maybe, but then be hunted. You ain’t no killer
Or gangster, smiling and dancing, interviewed by Teen Summit
My multi-topical written flows containing subjects that vary
And still all relative like West Virginians before they marry
I blammo in stereo or mono, I’m deluxe while you ride econo’
Out of there, broke like the first host of the Vibe show. Your wives
Know I fuck like Marky Mark on Boogie Nights with Guinness Stout
While famous bitches give me head with Pop Rocks in their mouth
Me disappear? Never again. Go to war with Vatican men
It’ll take a whole cast of ER to have your ass walking again
You’re an overrated player that white fans love like DiMaggio
You off-air like Wendy Williams, out of the air like John Denver
‘Til forever, every remember. I’m falling off? Never
[Bridge: Sample]
“Nunca” (x4)

[Hook: Chino XL]
Never can you stop my hostility, never love my enemy
Never get me out your memory, I am never beaten lyrically
Never fear—go ‘head and murder me so my God will be right next to me

[Verse 2: Chino XL]
I’m ascending from the sky like Gabriel the archangel
With weight of world on shoulders like Aretha Franklin’s ankles
You liars, I’m tired of all your fake drug-dealing tales. The only
Time y’all see grams/Seagram’s is when y’all drink them Ginger Ales
I hold the hammer to your head piece, flush you like genital
I’ll battle and bring evil that’ll make your priest abandon you. Through
Translucent, fusion zones, poems, my vocal tones are dark
Catacombs that’ll scatter domes with the pheromones of old bones
In Germany. Internally, my victim hemorrhages eternally until
The stench of decaying flesh accompany matters in death
If you ass-bet, I’ll take your breath with different aspect
Enter the lung, get spreaded by person-to-person contact
But beyond that, any rappers death? I’m behind that
I’ll get that ass touched in any jail you do time at
In every verse, ditto. My defeat? You better have
More blindfolded Faith than a kidnapped version of Biggie’s widow, kiddo
You ain’t worth hocked spittles ‘til I’m hospitable enough to put you
Inside of a hospital after I smoke critical amounts of dust—thus
My mind floats on Jedi pedestals and roasting demos, semi
Seminals who try to test testicles of this Taíno’s quotables
I’ll make the proudest of all Dominicans swing flags for Puerto Rico
And kill any blanco gringo referring to Chino as “chico”
By summoning the smoldering, murdering minister that’s mastering mayhem
Slaying day-out and day-in, outspoken/out-spoke-ing like a Dayton’ rim that
Be keeping ‘em staggering through lyrical pattering, traveling through my abdomen
Unraveling at the speed of a javelin, still repping Vatican
And invade like Mexican, notify next-of-kin. Cats I’m invested in
Don’t worship Christ, they worship the thieves crucified next to him
Boys and men cringes from Poison Pen syringes
These n***as couldn’t be stars if they got thrown by Chinese ninjas
Chino, you bring Phantasm plus U.G. like The Dwellas and been
Touched By An Angel like Della. Me fear y’all n***as? Never