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(feat. Nas) [Chorus:] Stay chisel like a box of wife-beater by a Fila Lou Ferrigno Arnold Schwarzenegger type steelo Stay chisel, check your paper nigga Bring the bardy of chess, then push it up harder than the rest Stay chisel, precisely cup, sharp the fuck You thought this was a game we came to charge you up So take it to the brain, laid peoples, know how throw them things Swift on them toes, knockout blow, so stay chisel [Large Professor:] Ayo Nas?, I was telling them niggas on the ave. The same shit the other day (right) Kids gotta stay sharp (no doubt) or stay chisel (chisel) [Nas:] Yo, performing chest naked, I'm looking sharp for the peoples Not in my physical form, strong thoughts, I'm cock-diesel Brolic with knowledge so flow with me Intelligence benching, four thousand & four fifty Light a Dumbbell L, Inhale then hear the lunch bell ring Sweating, working up her appetite, setting Mental calisthenics got my mind stretching, then I release it Have my whole frame bulging under diamond pieces Letras de cancionesTake the weight of the world on my shoulders, I hold it So I consume most of pain for my niggas that I roll with 'Cause see the streets ain't no GOLD'S GYM, papi And if I feel it going down then my niggas'll spot me Without the mind the body weight don't even mean nothing Let's take three brothers and put them in the being or something Who's gon' survive the wise man, the fool or the warrior? Well if all of their minds are chisel, then all of them [Chorus] [Nas:] I stayed proper from my head to my feet I did the red meat, the best sweet I dated stressful chicks so now I'm stress-free Cause life's too short for heartache Let's fucking party, buy trucks and Ferraris Driving across the globe, why not? Sick of the same spot, move to the next It's real niggas everywhere, bigger business plans Bigger connects, every woman to one man, it's ten to one Without the feeling of someone Making you scared to get up and run It's called escaping, the mental raping How could the mind grow when you stagnant Around dude's who're too slow, my brother's trifling Pushing cars the color of lightning Read the writing in my skin... it spells GOD'S SON There always be another coming up A killer got a mom son, that's why his luck is never running up She praise for him, his taking over you position love Doing what you use to do, being who you was [Chorus] [Nas:] Reduce fat rap, no calories in my mentality No sugar no starch, the pull-ups is hard but get money Breathe out your nose, start with light weights Wheat bread instead no carbohydrates Building my stamina, I'm a rep for the hood Plum less now my stomach stretch from the grub Good living, good women, them sex is straight stallions Bow-leg stances, go'head handsome Knuckle game, it's like Rubin Hurricane Dance to the music for the brain Y'all dudes will never see me down Reading everything, books and body language Du Bois, Baldwin, and Chavis Assata, John Hope Franklin, Angela Davis Keep your chest up, head straight, eyes to the center In your worst situation, gotta rise you a winner So if I'm down to my last dime, cowards will never know 'Cause yo my shit is solid, remember yo [Chorus] From Letras Mania