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Chiddy Bang
Chiddy Bang


Информация
Откуда Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States
Жанры Pop
Afrobeat
Electronica
Alternative Hip-Hop
Годы 2009—н.в.
Лейблы Capitol Records
Parlophone Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Chidera "Chiddy" Anamege
Noah "Xaphoon Jones" Beresin



Альбом Chiddy Bang


Chiddy Bang: The Preview (12.10.2010)
12.10.2010
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4.
Here We Go (feat. Q-Tip)
5.
6.
7.
Bad Day (feat. Darwin Deez)
8.
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Neighborhood (feat. Mike Bigga; iTunes bonus track)
. . .


[Chorus:]
Man I'm looking for the good life
Something that you can't imagine
It's something you don't know
Man I'm looking for the good life
Baby girl I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly I call
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense
Show me what you know
Make your trunk go
Make your make your trunk go
Make make make make make make your trunk go

[Verse 1:]
Man I gotta be fresh and I gotta be I'll
We locate from the jungle where it's killed or be killed
And I'm a get mine, don't care how you feel
In an artificial world where nothing is real
We searching for wild for something that's greater
And hopefully I'll make it there sooner or later
Remember I was younger and I didn't have a thing
And then I had a dream they call Martin Luther King
I'm swelly on top for the world it seems
Cash rules everything around me get C.R.E.A.M.
Good morning, to my haters all I say is good night
They ask me what I'm looking for, I need a good life

[Chorus:]
Man I'm looking for the good life
Something that you can't imagine
It's something you don't know
Man I'm looking for the good life
Baby girl I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly I call
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense
Show me what you know
Make your trunk go
Make your make your trunk go
Make make make make make make your trunk go

[Verse 2:]
I bet you know now if you didn't know then
I step into the booth and it's time to go in
And P got the bass turned up the low end
And this is that soul for the big oh ten
I never thought that I would be a man in the game
I brush off my shirt where there used to be a stain
I came a long way where I wasn't so fly
Made music like Kweli just to get by
I never had a job, but that couldn't stop him
Cause now I get paid and I never clock in
And I will never stumble, fall, or take a pay cut
I'm in that elevator and I'm on my way up

[Chorus:]
Man I'm looking for the good life
Something that you can't imagine
It's something you don't know
Man I'm looking for the good life
Baby girl I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly I call
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense
Show me what you know
Make your trunk go
Make your make your trunk go
Make make make make make make your trunk go

. . .


Is anybody there?
I mean I hope somebody out there can hear this right here.
Just listen.

You’re gonna drive me crazy (don’t do that).
You’re gonna drive me mad (don’t do that).
Better things are coming.
I said there’s truth in that.

Yo, what better things can you hear them sing?
Ain’t this like a celebration?
Swiss gears to the top we steer,
notice my acceleration.
I do it for the have not’s,
for the boy playing ball on the block.
Xaphoon told me that this was the shot,
so I stopped skipping math
but I came with a plot, plot.
I’ve prolly moved onto my next axis.
And if she calling, I don’t care about what my ex asks.
Why, cause I’m in a lab like Bill Nye the Science Guy.
Flyer than fly,
I could jump overtop of the Empire State building, just glide.

You’re gonna drive me crazy (don’t do that).
You’re gonna drive me mad (don’t do that).
Better things are coming.
I said there’s truth in that.

Harder to fail.
You see a train, don’t be the fool that jumps on the rail.
High on the scale, if a nail girl said it.
I am well endowed like Harvard and Yale.
Ladies man, Jesse Katsopolis.
I’m getting shows booked, I be the noblest.
Superman, metropolis.
I profit off my topic hits.
Periodically, I’m in my element, phosphorus.
I’m prosperous, say we loud and too rockerish.
Pro, how long are you lockin’ this?
I say until apocalypse, I got this shhh.

You’re gonna drive me crazy.
You’re gonna drive me mad.
You’ve got an angel on your shoulder.
Making hairpins out of glass.
Baby, don't be unhappy.
Baby, don't be sad.
Better things are coming.
I swear there's truth in that.
Don’t do that.

. . .


I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I'm dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wid us
Tell mummy I'm sorry
This life is a party

Remember you was a kid
Reminisce days of the innocence
Now it's Chiddy Bang, google me in the images
Follow me, follow me I'm the leader
And when I park cars I don't pay for the meter
I remember I was younger as a kid it was the best
I used touch on all the pretty girls at recess
I'm at my peak yes, I won't leave yet
Serial style, cereal aisle need checked
I can make these rappers run like a hard drill
Rock band show you how the guitar feel
And I could care less how y'all feel
I got the flow to make a bitch do a cartwheel
This is that good just pop it and relax bro
And you can get it free don't worry 'bout the tax though
And Xaphoon, thank you for the crack
But I play a Ron Bergundy I anchor on the track like that

I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I'm dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wid us
Tell mummy I'm sorry
This life is a party
I'm never growing up

Can I please get a little bit of knowledge
Somebody tell Roth that I don't love college
'Cause the real world's kinda like Real World
And it's drama so you watch so you are Svetlana and I'm just a rhymer
Swimmin' in the water tryin' to dodge the piranhas and fly to Bahamas
Pretty little momma, Chiddy in the spot
Where you at pretty lady show me what you got
They say why you rappin' for the kids for
I said my clothes come fitted, the Lids store
This summer you can catch me on a big tour
I'm high grade, I think they need to quiz more
Let me get wit ya, don't let the kid hit ya
I'm the photo album Valletta has, big picture
The rule is, the dude is, so up, so chuck I'm a cool kid

I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I'm dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wid us
Tell mummy I'm sorry
This life is a party
I'm never growing up

I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I'm dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm whippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wid us
Tell mummy I'm sorry
This life is a party
I'm never growing up

. . .


-Intro-

(Q-Tip)
Here We Go
Here We Go Here We Go Here We Go
Here We Go
(X4)


-Verse I-

(Chiddy)
Here We Go
No other rap dudes ain't near me though
This that shit, free stereo
Hit Louis Vuitton, yeah we go
Back at ya, spectacular
Flip shit round here, no spatchula
The way the bite my shit like dracula
And if the shortie fine then I get back to her
And I love this game like Mario
But my flow is just like cardio
Intensive, offensive
And they ask why your belt expensive
They can't see me even if the they lenses
??????? give a fuck about friendses
Cuz I'm a lonely stoner, pop Corona
College dropout, no diploma


-Chorus-

(Chiddy)
If you feel the heat in the kitchen
Or just washing dishes
Or that's it for tuition
With the big dreams and wishes
Don't stop to listen
Just tryin' to get it
Cuz you're gonna get there
Put your hands in the air and say

(Q-Tip)
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go, we go, we go oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh


-Verse II-

(Chiddy)
And I think I have the last laugh
And I'll pass class
Told em I was done with it
Opposite of Adult, let's have fun with it
I'm a genius, and so is Xaphoon
Stay up, nocturnal shit, raccoon
???????
Holla at you later
Say we bound to blow up Al Qaeda
And this track was just a favour
That turned into a classic, hater
I run rap like master dater
You took forever to make a procrastinator
Blind niggas can't see shit
And need a story of Victoria Secret
And that's only if she keep it
Never mistake kindness for weakness



-Chorus-

(Chiddy)
If you feel the heat in the kitchen
Or just washing dishes
Or that's it for tuition
With the big dreams and wishes
Don't stop to listen
Just tryin' to get it
Cuz you're gonna get there
Put your hands in the air and say

(Q-Tip)
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go, we go, we go oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh

A hater tried to stop me on my way, today
I gotta get my move, get our the way, my way

Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go, we go, we go oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh

Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go, we go, we go oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh

Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh
Here we go, we go, we go oh oh
Here we go oh oh oh oh oh oh

. . .


Yeah, uh

It started off with a rhyme and a dream
Made it the greatest and the latest
Now we fresh on the scene
Got the sample for the kids
Won't you ever grow up?
Went to Drexel and had classes, but I never showed up
I was writin' all day 'til my hands would hurt
Professors didn't appreciate it, called me a jerk
New boy needed to learn, but I never would
Pay attention in school is something that I never could, uh

And know with a beat, gotta be steaming
And we could work wonders over logic and reason
We on the hype now, they call it a buzz
And how we get the party popping, Baltimore club, uh

MySpace they could replay next
And you gotta have Xaph for the DJ set
No matter how they ever play us, they can never replace us
And any way you slice it now, homie, they came to take us

[Sufjan Stevens sample:]
You came to take us [yeah]
All things go, all things go [uh]
To recreate us [hey yo Xaphoon, we back son!]
All things go, all things go [we did it!]
We had our minds set [yeah]
All things go, all things go [uh]
You had to find it [uh]
All things go, all things go

Say hello to the game
The people know my name
And do they really love us, or is this just a fling?
And we be Peter Parker in love with the Mary Jane
So many people gone, so many people came, eh
This that brand new spontaneous
Dope flow, intraveneous
Miscellaneous grinding
Better late than never, I'm calling it perfect timing
But we goin' have a little bit of fun
'Cause when it's all done
You throw your sneaks up and call it a good run
I admit, that I would never rather them burn me
I don't know where I'm headed, but I know it's a journey
And my bags is packed, so can you hand me my itinerary?
I get attention like a soldier in the military
This is what you gotta notice today
We promise to make sure they never throw us away

[Sufjan Stevens sample:]
You came to take us [yeah]
All things go, all things go [uh]
To recreate us [uh]
All things go, all things go
We had our minds set [yeah]
All things go, all things go [uh]
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things go, all things go
We had our minds set
All things go, all things go
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

. . .


[Intro:]
Yeah
Look what we have here, hero

[Chorus:]
And everything ain't what it seems
And this is for the people that's chasing they dreams
Get your money hustlin' love
So could you get your money hustlin' love
But don't let them take it, rules we breakin'
Tryin' to get it cause we overachieve
Mama I made it, now they hate it
But you could trust they got nothing on we
Nothing on we

[Verse 1:]
And everybody needs a hero
Just another number, they rather you be a zero
But you could make it out, be patient with no surgery
Somebody call 9-1-1, it's an emergency
The kids need a hero, let us get bread
They follow everything, they seein' and embed in they head
Custodian clean, get Banks, bring Cody in
And I bet that you probably into that Nickelodeon
They gon' watch it on the TV screen
And when you sleep remember it and retrieve these dreams
We livin' the good life we don't need these fiends
And when we focus it's easier than the free throw seems
Cousins without clothes, tell them keep those jeans
Buzzin' they top rows, now we beat those teams
Victorious, and can we bring this to the chor-e-us
And sure he is, a boy meetin' world like Cory is

[Chorus:]
And everything ain't what it seems
And this is for the people that's chasing they dreams
Get your money hustlin' love
So could you get your money hustlin' love
But don't let them take it, rules we breakin'
Tryin' to get it cause we overachieve
Mama I made it, now they hate it
But you could trust they got nothing on we
They got nothing on we

And you could tell they got nothin' on we
And you could tell they got nothin' on we
You could tell they got nothin' on we
You could tell they got nothin' on we
And you tell could they got nothin' on we

[Verse 2:]
And if you dream that you could grab it
When obstacles arrive you drive past it
I learned there's more to life when we had a smash hit
And the only thing guaranteed in life is a casket
That's why I live it up
They try to rob me of my dreams, they told me give it up
Uh, I said I refuse, this journey I pursue
And what I do to haters, I made them my own muse
Kinda funny, I'm amused
They say your mind is the most powerful thing to use
But I hope it's just powerful as the Pope is
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley, like Ford I got Focus
Yeah see you could do it if you follow with
Look into the stars, they shootin' with no hollow tips
And it isn't what it seems
So just like Yeezy, we steady gettin' out our dreams
That's G.O.O.D

[Chorus:]
And everything ain't what it seems
And this is for the people that's chasing they dreams
Get your money hustlin' love
So could you get your money hustlin' love
But don't let them take it, rules we breakin'
Tryin' to get it cause we overachieve
Mama I made it, now they hate it
But you could trust they got nothing on we
They got nothin' on we

And you could tell they got nothin' on we
And you could tell they got nothin' on we
You could tell they got nothin' on we
You could tell they got nothin' on we
And you tell could they got nothin' on we

. . .


[Chiddy:]
Darwin Deez, Theodore Grams, yeah

[Bad Day sample: Darwin Deez]
Everday oughta be a bad day for you

[Chiddy:]
That's right, uh

[Verse 1: Chiddy]
We used to be so strong
Back then we was right, now we so wrong
She was Beyonce, I could've got my Hov on
And when she hang up on me, I tell her hold on
Quit that shit, I don't use force
Today is a bad day, we've been divorced
When I think about stress, I don't really need it
But this is plagiarism, cause my shortie just cheated
And shortie conceited
(She out of her mind, I wish she had Louis and a card in decline)
She had school with no aid, no HIV
Hope you don't get in the club with that fake ID
Why would you hurt somebody that you called your man for?
And I hope you get evicted by your landlord
But, she be messin' with me
And I'm hoping she lose my number indefinitely
So

[Bad Day sample: Darwin Deez]
Everday oughta be a bad day for you
Everday oughta be a bad day for you

THEODORE GRAMS:
I guess you can't remember all the times that I was there
Your emotions on a roller coaster, no fun fair
You had me on the phone, but hate me when I come there
Xaphoon, let's cut it down to a drum snare
Yeah, yeah, just like that
I hope I hope you go deaf so you can't hear shit
Yeah, I hope I hope you go blind
Cause you look me in the face and you laugh when I cry

[Bad Day sample: Darwin Deez]
Maybe you should wonder why your apartment is always so empty
(Maybe you should wonder that)
Well I hope you get locked out of that apartment and have to call Jenny
(Ohh, I hope you get locked out)

[Bad Day sample: Darwin Deez]
Cause everday oughta be a bad day for you
Everday oughta be a bad day for you

[Verse 2: Chiddy]
She's way too complex
When we argue, she takin' shit out of context
And, I know I could have did more
But I'm never home, I was always on tour
I could be anywhere in the world, had one wish
To be with you until you gave that dude a tongue kiss
And this is hard for me to say like a tongue twist
My heart don't beat for you so let the drum hit
And, you know I just got promoted
Now I be the boss and I hope you get demoted
Hapiness is a warm gun, live it fully loaded
And shit got worse when I exploded
Boom, I wrote it soon, I hope you brought a cab pay
And I hope you get detention on a half day
I wish I could use your blouse for an ashtray
Cause for you, everyday should be a bad day

[Bad Day sample: Darwin Deez]
Everday oughta be a bad day for you
Everday oughta be a bad day for you

[Chiddy:]
Xaphoon you crazy
But so am I

[Bad Day sample: Darwin Deez]
Everday oughta be a bad day for you
Everday oughta be a bad day for you
Everday oughta be a bad day for you
Everday oughta be a bad day for you

. . .


[Verse 1:]
Uh, yeah
And how the saying go, things change
Skinny dude, but the flow is the size of Ving Rhames
Pennies from my thoughts add up, I hope you bring change
I know these haters ain't want me to see my wings raise
Flowin' shoes polishin', rappers I demolish it
I done lost my mind, they needed a psychologist
They could care less back when I was still in colleges
And now the boy be in London, Theophilus
It's tough tryin' to end up on the paid route
The flow is medium rare, now bring a steak out
This is my medium, here, see how it plays out
They all buggin' me, I gotta pull a Raid out
Using it sparingly, forever will they cherish me
Before I black out, introduce my moment of clarity

[Chorus:]
I'm not the same, style change
But I can leave the game
Now I'm right back to my old ways
I take life so slow, every minute gotta go
Now I'm right back to my old ways
We only here for a little
So I'm somewhere in the middle
And I'm right back to my old ways
I'm not the same, style change
But I can leave the game
Now I'm right back to my old ways

[Verse 2:]
Let's take them back to days when we had no radio plays
And we had to change up our ways, cause success brings
Difference, tryin' to keep it clean
While they litterin', snakes in the grass, they try to slither in
The rose that grew from concrete, not witherin'
And it's life so fast, the lights keep flickerin'
What goes around comes back, and that's the karma truth
I log onto my closet, that shit is Karmaloop
So I get a little fresh
My teachers used to hate me, but now I could pass the test
Got confidence, subconciousness
Makes me overlook all of my many accomplishments
But, see I get it like nobody else did
I found a deeper meaning, know what sense of self is
And I'm a die of old age
And stay true I reverted back to my old ways

[Chorus:]
I'm not the same, style change
But I can leave the game
Now I'm right back to my old ways
I take life so slow, every minute gotta go
Now I'm right back to my old ways
We only here for a little
So I'm somewhere in the middle
And I'm right back to my old ways
I'm not the same, style change
But I can leave the game
Now I'm right back to my old ways

. . .

Neighborhood

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