- published: 07 Aug 2012
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Chart Attack is a Canadian online music publication. Formerly a monthly print magazine called Chart, which was published from 1991 to 2009, the web version continues operation.
Launched in 1991 as National Chart, the magazine was started by York University students Edward Skira and Nada Laskovski as a tipsheet and airplay chart for campus radio stations in Canada. The magazine soon grew to include interviews, CD reviews and other features. National Chart was considered an internal publication for the National Campus and Community Radio Association, Canada's association of campus radio stations, and was not available as a newsstand title.
When Skira and Laskovski graduated, they incorporated Chart as an independent magazine, and began to pursue national newsstand distribution. Although it was no longer an NCRA publication, many campus radio stations continued to file airplay reports for the magazine's Top 50 chart.
The magazine's primary focus was Canadian alternative rock and indie rock, although they profiled important international acts, and rap and pop music acts as well. At its peak, the magazine had a press run of 40,000 copies per issue, making it the largest paid circulation music magazine in Canada in its era.
[Verse 1:]
Yea I keep a glock
Treat em like my socks
Gotta put em on before I leave the spot
Cause they see the chain and they see the drop
Paint so wet I'm a need a mop
And you see the girl, she hella fine
I know she's yours, but you better le it slide
Cause he strapped
He paid
Heat on me, yepp d-wade
[Chorus: x2]
Catch me in the lab see me in the trap
Or I'm at the crib postin with a strap
Ridin in my car, it's sittin on my lap
I ain't goin far but I'm still with the strap
[Verse 2:]
See I'm not tall, plus I'm kinda slim
So run up on me, I be shootin at you like a rim
Straight swish, nah I can't miss
Earn my stripes in the streets, call me K-Swiss
Thinkin that I'm liein, gone need pat him down
No I can't dance, but it hammer time
When I'm in the club, yea they let him in
Though I got the strap on like a lesbian
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Ok, step up in the lab just to focus on the song
Approach a nigga wrong
Watch me smoke him like a bong
Yea when we go to war, hope he know it on
Goin tougher than a totum, turn your shorts into a thong
Yea better learn quick, just like a got my permit
I be down to wet a nigga up like a sherm stick
Cause I pop guns and you pop tabs
Though my trigga finga itchy like you got crabs