Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
B
Yeah,
Em
B
Kool Keef should keep it real
Bm
D
We should rap about space and Mars
C
Bm
Yo, I'm tired of looking at everybody
B
Bm
Same boots, scully hats,
Bm
Looking to get in clubs for free
Bm
I'm looking for jazz records
at the Roosevelt
C
B
I left New York,
Bm
the city itself was stress depression
C#
Hot boots and urban beats,
Em
it wasn't my direction
Em
some clones trying to sound like me
Bm
Riding my space styles,
biting my horrorcore
C#
Em
All I saw was little cool keys on my tour
Bm
I cheat off all my royalties
D
Em
local groups whacking Cs
Bm
B
Bm
Some try to rap with that perpetrator,
mobster crap
D
Em
fat stomachs in the limousines
Bm
B
Mix tapes by wack DJs
D
Em
the city drifting down the highway
Bm
B
Like a mirage,
Bm
the style there is all illusion
C#
On videos out of town,
Bm
B
Rollin' high with caps
Bm
pulled over down my eye
D
Em
Since I've been out, y 'all can't see
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
C#
Is the city buried in dreams?
Em
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
C#
Cause that's the way it seems
Em
Bm
B
Is the world made of plastic?
C#
Is the city buried in dreams?
Em
B
Watchin' TV so bored
Bm
while imbeciles hold the mic
D
C#
Caught graffiti playgrounds
are played out
Bm
All the fatigue was weak,
it's for the minor league
D
Em
and brothers in the rented bins
Bm
B
Crews on stage acting hard
Bm
with a thousand friends
C#
I saw the place turn plastic
Em
crack as looping beats
B
Bm
People with no deals,
walkmans rapping on the streets
D
Em
90 % of the city sounded whack
Bm
B
Pay all scams, twist
Bm
DJs like a rubber band
D
C#
D
Everybody clear with beats
Bm
B
Clearing your samples,
Bm
your SB12 fake examples
C#
My money grosses with green
Bm
B
Bm
Why you act rich with no cash
on the bigger label?
Em
are shut down by barricades
Bm
In fact, I pack my bags and listen to E -40,
Em
and other rappers you don't know
Bm
You'll never find it in styles of mine,
My sound proceeds with Moogin'
them beats rappin' in my face
D
C#
I come back real, solid rock,
Bm
Tapped in your program,
show the world I'm the man
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
C#
D
Is the city buried in dreams?
Em
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
D
Cause that's the way it seems
Em
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
D
Is the city buried in dreams?
Em
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
D
Cause that's the way it seems
Em
Bm
As I do see soda, wack,
rugged, big commercials
D
C#
Some rappers abort and puppet
D
Em
eer like the Ninja Turtles
I heat up, yo light up Times Square
C#
I make noise like open hi -hats
B
Bm
No promotional shows,
girls with cornrows
D
People with hood sweaters on crack
Bm
I walk with straw hats
and glasses in the projects
Em
man, so tense on the line
Bm
The scrimmage, playin' my numbers,
waitin' for the fives to come
C
D
Spaghetti out the window,
people actin' dumb
Bm
B
Bm
Fire hydrants wet their neighbors,
your family's nosy
D
I come and go as I please
Bm
You bought sneakers, no car,
scrambling on the corner
C#
I'm not the star you are,
Em
the city's fallin' far
Bm
By mechanism, you on my tip,
Em
You duplicated me for years
You are the one
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
C#
D
Is the city buried in dreams?
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
D
Cause that's the way it seems
Em
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
D
Is the city buried in dreams?
Em
Bm
Is the world made of plastic?
D
Cause that's the way it seems
Bm
D
Em
Yeah Ow
Bm
Outro 1
D
Bm
D
Bm
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