Kunci: C# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
F#m
The time has come,
C#m
for bad things to leave
F#m
C#m
The time has come, for life to begin
G#
C#m
for the war of the gods
Verse 2
I'ma take the subtle
F#
'Cause I'm just gettin' started
Let's go
Verse 3
C#m
Look, I'm the best and there's
F#
C#m
nothing that you can do about it
G#m
F#
Never needed a publicity stunt, let's
C#m
tell the truth about it
F#
Even in the core of the streets,
C#m
you can't sway the youth about it
G#m
But keep runnin' yo mouth,
F#
C#m
and I swear I'ma knock a tooth up out it
F#
I never claimed to be nuthin'
but who the fuck I am
C#m
G#m
F#
Never sold cocaine in my life,
C#m
but I'm still the fuckin' man
F#
Understand, nuthin' you did
makes you better nigga
C#m
G#m
You claim the streets,
F#
but the streets respect that chedda nigga
C#m
Luda got twice as much
F#
C#m
yo life you can charge it to 'em
F#
I fit four of your houses inside
And still have room for young
F#m
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Karma to play
C#m
G#m
Givin' back to the children of tomorrow,
C#m
So you can say what ya wanna say,
F#
and you can talk that talk
C#m
But real niggas ain't doing no talkin'
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cause we walk that walk
C#m
Album for album you can see
G#m
F#
I got a multimillion plan
C#m
G#m
F#
So call yourself whatever you want 'cept the multimillion man
F#m
Interlude 1
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Verse 4
C#m
How many times is you goin' rap
F#
about busting your gun
C#m
G#m
How many times is you goin' trap
F#
G#m
F#
without busting your gun
C#m
F#
Only shots you ever took were subliminal
G#m
Disrespectin' those doin' real
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time with real criminals
C#m
But it should be illegal
G#m
F#
to walk a day in my life
C#m
I paid the price and the cost to be the
G#m
F#
boss so you can rest your mouth
G#m
F#
Luda never limits himself to the south
C#m
F#
I give a damn about ya hootin' and hollerin',
C#m
and it ain't botherin' me
I hear you talkin' but you
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ain't made it to three
C#m
You know where I live,
F#
but you ain't made it to me
B
C#m
You ain't made nigga
G#m
I'm havin' a house party,
F#
C#m
kid come get played nigga
You got played,
G#m
F#
my record label never jerked me
C#m
So shoot me, stab me,
F#
but words will never hurt me
C#m
F#
I feed off your energy, my powers with God
E
B
C#m
G#m
F#
So it's even better if you make ya diss record real
F#m
C#m
hard
Interlude 2
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Verse 5
C#m
See even without the bass and all
F#
that treble I'm as hot as the devil
C#m
G#m
And I work for the top floor,
F#
G#m
F#
homie get on my level
C#m
I've been stripped away of powers
F#
'cause I gave you my blessin'
C#m
G#m
So it'll take more than ma jority
F#
vote to win this election
C#m
Man, mix tapes or not my
C#m
G#m
And I warned them that I was coming,
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I got the number one spot
C#m
G#m
So unless you using tampon
F#
s, quit acting stuck up
C#m
G#m
F#
C#m
F#
C#m
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F#
And do like your records say, or shut the fuck
C#m
G#m
up
Outro 1
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