Kunci: B minor•
Verse 1
I said ah- one- two one- two
Right about now is the time
I kick a nursery rhyme (uh)
A
Bm
Goddamn it he did it again, didn't he?
Verse 2
Bm
Bm
the mouse ran up the clock
So it's time to get the cheese,
y'all be rhymin' like yo please
I got that second bowel flow,
I'm rhymin' with the ease
A
Bm
You never see me on lists in
side these magazines
A
But I'm "The Source" of rap discussions,
Bm
they Vibe- in with Ortiz
A
Bm
In my "XXL" shirt, lion over my jeans
It's like I'm fightin' in Europe,
bring your sire to his knees
Bm
'80s in the black trunks
Act pump ya lyin' on your back slump,
all my lions pack punch
Who wan' be rap lunch?
Me make your snack chump
Ya likkle pistol pack pack pump,
me mac dump!
A
Fast munch, I reckon you stay
Bm
away from the wreckin' ball
A
If I swing in your direction I'll level
C
you all like a measured wall
Cm
C
The itsy bitsy spider went up
Verse 3
the water spout
Down came the rain and washed
the spider out
Verse 4
Bm
A
I'm the definition of ill,
Bm
Jack and Jill went up the hill
Am
To fetch a pail of water,
Bm
I took Jack's crown and pushed him down
A
Bm
I manslaughter all around
the damn border
Optimus in his "Prime",
a fuckin' Transformer!
Walk in any club I'm the subject
of camcorders
A
Bm
So I'm slidin' out the back e'ry night
with a man's daughter
A
Bm
Puttin' my you- know- what,
you know where
No not down there,
Bm
Leave my seeds on they nose hairs,
oh yeah I go there
A
What the fuck you expect? I fuck
Bm
necks 'til they throat tears
Bm
symbolize the struggle
A
Where the kids pawn my object
Bm
to minimize the trouble
I been in rides with duffle bags
stuffed with the crack
A
Few years later I put them same
A
Got the globe hot from coca
Bm
in a flow you can't toca
Cm
C
chocha, cllate la boca
Verse 5
C
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Verse 6
Bm
A
Goddamn I'm the man,
Bm
Mary had a little lamb
A
Whose fleece was white as snow
Bm
I skinned him and ROCKED
A
that lil' nigga to my show
Bm
I be dipper than an O- , R- E- O cookie
I'ma milk 'em for this dough
A
Bm
I'm a pilgrim with the hoes - I could rock
a Plymouth Sundance
A
In dumb pants and still thank her
Bm
for givin me a blow, job
A
Bm
No prob, they go home I go.. hard
A
C
And find another broad to Humphrey,
Bo- gart
Bm
John Rambo got ammo for whole squads
A
Bm
I rhyme over a banjo and handle yo' bars
I'm outta here,
A
Bm
every rhyme's a postdated postcard
Don't mention my name,
just keep playin yo' part
A
Cause I got a Gang of Wolves,
A
I don't smile, ain't gon' set it
Bm
See you in the hospital
spellin' yaowa,
A
C
Yo' Ass On Wild Anesthetics!
Verse 7
Old MacDonald had a farm, E- I- E- I- O
And on this farm he had you ducks,
Bm
garbage with your flow
A
Bm
Y'all can't fuck with Joell
That nigga's nice!
A
Y'all just be sayin stuff that only
Ha ha, the little kids, hehe
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