[Hook]
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
Yeah, I gets it poppin', everybody know what Remy 'bout
Got niggas shocked like Justin just pulled Janet's titty out
Yeah, I spit it out, quick to put a nigga out
The bullets lodged in, doctors can't get 'em out
You gets no love, to me y'all dead bugs
My records don't sell then I'ma sell drugs
From O's to whole P's, grams to whole keys
No joke, I got coke that'll make ya nose bleed
Dope so potant and my fiends done OD'd
For $3.50 a pop, I'll sell you a dro seed
You really don't know me and that's the fun part
See my flow's retarded but Miss Martin is dumb smart
And you illiterate, you can't even read the teleprompter
I got niggas flying me weed in by helicopter
You look sad when I pass in this toy Benz
You gon' be real mad when I bag your boyfriend
[Hook]
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Your head goes round and round
[Verse 2: Armageddon]
You feel my pain like a drug, you can light it with fire
And you can mix it with your blood if you're trying to get higher
Another angel in a thug's body, scarred and tired
Going to court, got Illuminati judgin' me biased
Shit, my talk ain't for everybody walkin' united
The way I walk, it's a challenge just to balance on wires
My old connect put me on, said he robbed the supplier
So I pieced him out with pity 'cause his ass was on fire
What goes around comes around, holmes, I ain't lying
That's why the scars on my face, 'cause bad karma and violence
Just before a nigga wake, I spend the night in silence
To give my nerves a little break before it's back to the malice
I'd like to dedicate this rhyme to old emotional scars
Some nights I meditate, hope'll bring me closer to God
Trying to regulate my time between the earth and the stars
Get my health back to determine when I'm curlin' them bars
[Hook]
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Your head goes round and round
[Verse 3: Prospect]
Yo, this the upcoming success, Definition of Prospect
Put your money on me, you get recognition and profits
On any condition I drops it, on a mission
No listen to gossip whether splittin' imposters
Sort of like a mobster and my niggas, I got ya
We all gon' be eatin' soon like Italians with pasta
Smokin' weed, eatin' curry chicken like the rastas
After that go to City Island and get the lobsters
Now can I get a witness, let me show y'all my visions
Never had a job but still take care all my business
No G.E.D, only diploma was my lyrics
I rhyme heavenly and let souls just off the appearance
And rap, so I keep my dough stacks, don't make me go back
And clap-clap at your door mat like "Nigga, hold that"
There's no feelings I'm feelin' cause when I'm feelin'
I'm killin' the motherfucker right on his trip then killin' the villain
[Hook]
(What)
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, the paint is peelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Down, you gotta lose all feelin'
Now, when the chips are down
Your head goes round and round
