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Chair Recognize Video (MV)




Performed By: $lim Charles
Length: 2:19
Written by: ZaQuan Hamlett




$lim Charles - Chair Recognize Lyrics




Put the music on my life, better recognize
He the truth the revolution shouldn't televise
I been ruthless, call him Eric Wright
Exercise my rights to work these pussy rappers, bitch hide
Cause I don't get tired

I'm a menace boy
Ya ol' dog brave to even mention me
Can't acknowledge trolls in my mentions tryna get to me
I get to be the hardest of the century
Knowin' the game sent for me to kick some holy symphonies
And f*ck ya sympathy
Its Sin City world wide on ya doorstep
I hear ya girl tired of the same old, same old
He been a pussy popper since his first steps
A old head in human nature, cruisin to some Isley's in a Kangol
Tell me where I can't go
I'm poppin up comfy
HWYMEN got it planned, ain't no stoppin us dummy
Gotta spell it for the simple ones
Ridin' wit my simpletons
Party up some Parliament, tryna get into the funk
Tell a nigga whatchu want
F*ck bout where you hailin from
My potential been awakened on my momma tho
I'ma kick this bandit shit until its time to go
It's time a nigga went saiyan
Tell me whatchu sayin

Put the music on my life, better recognize
He the truth the revolution shouldn't televise
I been ruthless, call him Eric Wright
Exercise my rights to work these pussy rappers, bitch hide
Cause I don't get tired

$lim Charles on the rise, chair recognize
$lim Charles on the rise, chair recognize
$lim Charles on the rise, chair recognize
Tryna get it wit his troops, word to the wiseguys
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Put the music on my life, better recognize
He the truth the revolution shouldn't televise
I been ruthless, call him Eric Wright
Exercise my rights to work these pussy rappers, bitch hide
Cause I don't get tired

I'm a menace boy
Ya ol' dog brave to even mention me
Can't acknowledge trolls in my mentions tryna get to me
I get to be the hardest of the century
Knowin' the game sent for me to kick some holy symphonies
And f*ck ya sympathy
Its Sin City world wide on ya doorstep
I hear ya girl tired of the same old, same old
He been a pussy popper since his first steps
A old head in human nature, cruisin to some Isley's in a Kangol
Tell me where I can't go
I'm poppin up comfy
HWYMEN got it planned, ain't no stoppin us dummy
Gotta spell it for the simple ones
Ridin' wit my simpletons
Party up some Parliament, tryna get into the funk
Tell a nigga whatchu want
F*ck bout where you hailin from
My potential been awakened on my momma tho
I'ma kick this bandit shit until its time to go
It's time a nigga went saiyan
Tell me whatchu sayin

Put the music on my life, better recognize
He the truth the revolution shouldn't televise
I been ruthless, call him Eric Wright
Exercise my rights to work these pussy rappers, bitch hide
Cause I don't get tired

$lim Charles on the rise, chair recognize
$lim Charles on the rise, chair recognize
$lim Charles on the rise, chair recognize
Tryna get it wit his troops, word to the wiseguys
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Writer: ZaQuan Hamlett
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