Kunci: C minor
Verse 1
Am
I'm higher in degree,
and speak accordingly to the society I see
Left to fire and debris, variety is key,
need knowledge to be free
Like the priory of science,
applied with a fee,
Wise as a chief, undermining debris,
Am
fill their lines with de ceit
Dm
I'm tired of the street
Am
where wire's in the neath
Dm
Most of the records you buyin',
Am
they lyin' through they teeth
Denyin' the grief where they from
and become empty
Unfriendly, some weak, some deadly
Increased salary, become wealthy
But it's hard to achieve
Dm
when your mentality is unhealthy
The slum felt me,
Am
Dm
Pillar Snow marks a rock
D
Dm
Every recording drop
from your squadron flop
Talk about him in the parking lot,
to the barbershop
Regardless if they frauds or not
Am
Access denied, perils head to border lock
Cook it up, serve it straight
from a scorching pot
They say marksmen, you oughta stop
Your style's too on the ground,
kid, unorthodox
Stalk the blocks like we warrin'
with the armored cops
Who had their corners blocked
with their revolvers cocked
Forces fly to let your carcass
rot beneath foreign crops
So I'm sendin' out water guns
build a nation
with the skill of a mason
Executin' an industry infiltration
Face humiliation,
with a losing strategy
Some claim affiliation,
but I only move with family
Dm
Those produced trash to me,
kept their eyes on loot,
Dm
D
Stepped inside a booth
Dm
and I'm just glad to be
Am
Dm
Write the truth annually,
what you would do for salary
Am
Dm
This music is therapeutic
Am
to June and it's agony
And it soothes my insanity
I use it to diffuse
anything that saddens me
And apparently they got
hidden motives
Venom spitting cobras
in the scripts I focus
Dm
Give eviction notice to traitors
and that's that
Label backpack if your language abstract
Am
I aim past rap notice if the bar's simple
Dm
Still a jewel just decoded
It's like I speak another language
And they cease to understand it
I speak what they seek in a tablet
And they cease to understand it
It's like a whole nother dialect
I embrace the truth while they're hiding it
My environment, read it like data
They will come and go like
seasons in nature
Dm
Am
Born in the equator, Southeast Asia
Some praise his efforts,
some doubt he's greater
Calling him a savior,
label him a antichrist
Maybe he's the product of some alcohol
and bad advice
Dm
Still his craft is nice, willing to sacrifice
Blast and slice for a small
Dm
I roll by to your guard
Am
to walk the path of Christ
Am
with any of your acolytes
June marks transmitted through the
Dm
satellites
Am
Cm
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Cm
You
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