Kunci: C minor
Verse 1
Am
Bm
Aight, fuck that shit
Word, word
C
D
Fuck that other shit,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Bm
We gon' do a lil' something like this
You know what I'm sayin'?
and on and
Am
Bm
Know what I'm sayin'? Big Nas,
Grand Wizard
D
God, what is it? (It's like)
Bm
Ha, know what I'm say in'?
C
D
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)
Verse 2
Am
Bm
C
blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
D
Hennessy-holders and and old-school niggas, niggas,
then I be dissin' a
Bm
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
C
I dropped out of Cooley High,
D
gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Am
Bm
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
C
My My man put the battery in my back,
D
a difference from Energizer
Bm
Sentence begins in dented,
with formality
money-wise or physiology
Am
Bm
Poetry, that's a part of me,
retardedly bop
C
D
I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop,
straight straight off the block
Am
I reminisce on park jams,
Bm
my man was shot for his sheep coat
C
D
Choco blunts'll make me see
him drop in my weed smoke
Am
Bm
It's real, grew up a trife life,
the times of white lines, the high pipes
C
D
Murderous night times and knife
fights invite crimes
Am
Bm
Chill on the block with Cognac,
cold strap
D
With my peeps that's into drug
Bm
D
money market interact
Bm
No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler,
For niggas,
D
no sheisty vice to just snipe ya
Am
Start off the dice-rollin' match,
Bm
C
match, from craps to ceelo
D
With side-bets, so roll a deuce,
nothin' below
Am
(Peace, God) Peace, God,
Bm
now the shit is explained
C
D
I'm takin' niggas on a trip straight
through memory lane
Bm
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all
Verse 3
C
D
Am
Bm
(Now let me take a trip down
C
D
memory lane)
bridge)
Bm
D
(Now let me take a trip down
memory lane)
Am
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Bm
C
(Now let me take a trip down
Am
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Bm
D
(Now let me take a trip down
memory lane)
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Bm
One for the money Two for pussy and foreign cars
Verse 4
Bm
Three for Alize,
D
niggas deceased or behind bars
Check the prognosis, is it real,
D
My window faces shootouts, drug
overdoses
Bm
Live amongst no roses, only the drama
For real, a nickel-plate is is my fate,
Bm
my razor embraces many faces
black stitches or fat shoelaces
Bm
Peoples are petro, dramatic
automatic .44 I let blow
when I'm vexed, so
Bm
My pen taps the paper then
my brain's blank
I see dark streets,
D
hustlin' brothers who keep the same rank
Am
Bm
Pumpin' for somethin',
some'll prosper, some fail
Judges hangin' niggas,
D
uncorrect bails for direct sales
Bm
My intellect pre vails from a hangin'
cross with nails
D
I reinforce the frail with lyrics that's real
Bm
Word to Christ, a disciple of streets,
trifle on beats
I decipher prophecies through a
Am
Bm
I hung around the older crews while
they sling smack to dingbats
D
that nigga's name made bell rings, black
Am
Some fiends scream about Supreme
Bm
Team, a Jamaica Queens thing
C
D
Uptown was Alpo, son,
heard he was kingpin
Am
Bm
Yo, fuck, rap is real,
watch the herbs stand still
'cause the words of man kill
True in the game,
Bm
as long as blood is blue in my veins
D
I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased
Bm
(Now let me take a trip down memory lane)
Verse 5
Bm
Bm
(Now let me take a trip down
Am
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Bm
D
(Now let me take a trip down
memory lane)
Am
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Bm
(Now let me take a trip down
D
Am
memory
D
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Am
Bm
The most dangerous
MC is
D
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
A
Bm
The most dangerous
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Am
Bm
The most dangerous
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Am
Bm
The most dangerous MC is
D
Me number one, and you know where
Outro 1
me from
D
Bm
D
Am
Bm
D
Am
Bm
D
Bm
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