Kunci: F minor
Intro 1
Em
A
B
Em
C
Verse 1
C
Y 'all gotta
Em
pardon me in advance for doing this
B
I beg your pardon I had to do it to you
Em
B
Yeah, uh, yeah
C
Em
And words cannot express
how I feel inside
I wrote this rhyme the same
A
day that Dilla died
B
My man, so please excuse
my manners,
pardon me for rambling on
Em
Sometimes I go off on a tangent,
C
tell me how many times
am I gonna be forced to explain this
Em
I'm a nerd, I'm a freak,
yeah, I'm a geek,
but I'm dangerous, look
B
This is my life,
this ain't just entertainment,
I don't do business with strangers
Em
Pull up a chair,
C
we might as well get acquainted now
Em
I'm on some Corvia Gayness now,
bougie niggas sayin' I'm
A
a pain in the anus now
B
He made it this far,
so ain't no stoppin' him now
Em
Yeah, he had it for the top,
so ain't no talkin' him down, down
C
Radio, man, them suckas never play this
Em
Them dudes on the playlist,
man, they copy my cadence
B
But they ain't sayin' nothin',
they ain't makin' a statement
Em
They might as well throw in the towel
B
C
Em
Now, they say, if you ain't got a pencil,
break it
B
You can't sell a record,
Em
but you frontin' around so
B
Bow to rappers, go ahead,
Cdim
show your teeth
G#m
B
Niggas, show them your necklace
Em
B
The Lord knows what to do
Em
G
to get on the guest list
C
They be foolin' some,
Em
but you ain't foolin' me
Yeah, you cool with them,
B
but you ain't cool with me
Close range to fly,
you ain't shootin' me
Em
B
C
Keep tellin' myself, uh -uh, not me
Em
And let the truth be told,
hurry up and weight drop
A
It was damn near three years old, shit
B
And I ain't give you a album,
I gave you my soul
Em
Gave the haters inspiration,
they was hopin' I fold
C
And that was critically acclaimed,
so some call it a classic
Em
So you bought two copies,
one to keep in the plastic
B
And the hood ain't support us,
but they sayin' they love us
We autographed boulets
G
Em
with no in side covers,
C
uh -huh, yeah
Em
So can I grab this mic for a minute?
Can I get something off my chest
A
without you getting offended?
B
Can I point out the difference?
Can I voice my opinion?
Pay me no attention,
Em
don't mind me, I'm just fittin'
Cdim
I'm a grime artist, little nigga,
C
Em
I paint pictures
Close your eyes when you listenin'
and you can envision it too
B
Words therapeutic,
my beats with deep tissue
She was going through things
Em
and I touched on each issue
Cdim
B
Eyes closed for the souls
Em
lost in the system
We gotta make it last,
A
this is classic material
B
It's five years later
and they don't remember you
Fans lookin' back
Em
like what the fuck was I listen
F#dim
in' to?
Cdim
Most dudes ain't got a clue
C
Em
Now, you lookin' at your A &R
like why the fuck did I listen to you?
B
Career's cold,
ain't you only 30 years old?
Em
You won't nobody open the door
B
They say if you ain't got a
Em
prison record,
you can't sell a record
The youth runnin' round
so wild and reckless
B
Go ahead, show your teeth, niggas,
show them your necklace
And Lord knows what they'll do
Em
G
D#dim
Cdim
B
Em
to get on the guest list
C
B
So I'd like to welcome y 'all to this album
D
I predict a riot
Outro 1
Em
C
B
E
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