What It Takes - Choclair

[Featuring Jully Black] 
CHORUS 
what does it take to make it 
what does it take to make it 
VERSE 1 
my style will lock you down and get your brain stimulated 
decapitating people while my pen orchestrated 
mad flavor on the paper 
and Ill Behavior be favoring some sky scrapers 
I be looking over sides like snipers 
watch the crossfire 
when my shots ring to bust up a cipher 
and lighters be flicking 
so fluids on empty, indeed 
my style rolls like a stampeed 
causing mad casualties 
mics smoked like (inhaling) 
so the second hand from the M.I. got you high 
and made your doves cry 
so people check my slang 
the Borough Side Representative's who I be 
styles be nice-ly spreading rhymes like jam 
people, I'll strand y'all 
for all your propaganda 
talking trash about this flow-er 
without knowing the ramifications 
I'm staying harder then ------- or before some penetration 
with Kid and Supreme 
conceited for the fact that all these people around town with 
blown heads got depleted 
by me and Ill B. 
I be what I wanna 
shut your stinkin' mouth child, I'm that one, that persona 
finds the illest lyrics, having breakers on the floor shaking like 
they're 
epileptics 
fresher then some chloroseptic or a squirt from Banaka 
a raw chief rocker 
check the Chiz-Chiznocka 
CHORUS 
what does it take to make it 
what does it take to make it 
VERSE 2 
the Choclair comes back, my eyes are closed 
so rappers running for the back, Choclair don't care 
yo, it's realness 
forget the nonsense that ain't real 
about "keep my face screwed, how many caps I like to peel&