N.I.C.E. Songtext
von Chino XL

I feel nice
I feel, I feel very blessed
And nice as I′m bringing this to y'all
It′s like the words just fit perfect
And I, I feel right at home behind this mic device
Lyrics still matter, now it's Chino everything


For the next three minutes plus you gotta
Admit when I'm rhyming it′s nice, your heart is my piñata
My wordplay will astound, I′ll make your mom say wow
Ironically, wow is the word mom upside down
Trying to separate myself from my bizarre persona
Like a rabid cadaver trying to stab his own organ donor
I walk the kilometer, tried to be common
I'd empty this liquid Molotov lava shot into your yarmulke
Ponder my lava algorithms, stab a married coward
Laughing brat and children, slap his wisdom
This isn′t sadomasochism, it's a crass addiction
And dastardly diction, have you tap out of submission
A beast like Baptista, the Puerto Rican edition
Descript phenomenon with the Smith Corona typewriter
The Unabomber dead, Kaczynski wrote his manifesto
On America better invest in its urban environment
Or get demolished like them London riots
I′m pissing on Arizona immigration laws outside of my vehicle
With Casey Anthony's severed head hanging from my rear view
I′m out of my mind, that ancient from the cellar evil
Being blind, even Hellen Keller's favorite color was Chino
I'm nice

I feel nice
I feel, I feel very blessed
And nice as I′m bringing this to y′all
It's like the words just fit perfect
And I, I feel right at home behind this mic device
Lyrics still matter, now it′s Chino everything


I use a verse as a murder weapon
Words shredding, sometimes living in
Hell's giving the best view of Heaven
Come witness my venomous threat, Chino is death′s pet
Born without a heart, created straight from Satan's chemistry set
Will I ever be outshined? Still remains to be seen
Till I′m in a museum with a sign, remains to be seen
You watching a man that's standing at the crossroads
Got to pour souls, flow is softer than them Glee episodes
You think I'm starving at heart, I′m charging the scenery beautifully
How you figured that the Garden of Eden would be
Problem with a nigga, I say it to their face
Fuck steps to perfection, I am a staircase
Pull Bill O′Reilly's spine out, you figure I′ma overdose
Before you even get official word, Amy Winehouse
Mind your weaponry from the time of the Byzantines
You talking metaphysically but Chino's metal physically
The epitome of infinity and validity of my divinity
Half animal activity, only monster in captivity
Legitimately resurrect any gladiator from Sicily
He won′t pattern or manage to match my intensity mentally
I'm nice

I feel nice
I feel, I feel very blessed
And nice as I′m bringing this to y'all
It's like the words just fit perfect
And I, I feel right at home behind this mic device
Lyrics still matter, now it′s Chino everything

You could be this nice in your next life or something
Just die and follow the light that′s right like that Oslo gunman
You rhyme like a woman that's got whore ways
Laughter′s the best medicine so your records then should cure AIDS
To quote my mom, I'm a thick-skinned son of a bitch
I′d walk through rose bushes for the thorns whenever I itched
Was captured and branded and vanquished in an ancient anguish
Face to face, he fakes a paycheck and made it my base language
The horror carver, the angry fantasma spitting sangre
And tu cara, leave your head sliced on a silver platter
Mañana mañaca, I caca on your favorite Flocka rapper
Sick laughter witch crafter, this bastardous master
Six pastors took masses to access the madness
Monastic violence like Pontius Pilate's bandits
Giving Jesus back whippings and lashes
Viva Latino, when Chino do a show
There′ll be nobody hustling outside of your local Home Depot
Ridiculous flow perfected inside of my raps
Greatness, a destination that you will not arrive at
I hear the uncomfortable silence when I drop my verses
It's agreed on by churches that I'm the idol you can worship
Brolic and hypnotical in public or in solitude
I′m liable to stomp and boggle the human mind to molecules
Not bitter with a vendetta, just a mile ahead of these
Non-spitters that are considered the fittest trendsetters
My pen sentence like Lucifer was my babysitter
Till I′m surrounded by every step-daughter of Bruce Jenner
Chino significant even when I just speak and brag
My birth certificate is printed on the Puerto Rican flag
I'm nice