Kunci: A minor
Verse 1
Juan...damn
G#
G#m
I Been knowin you a long time nigga,
C#m
heh
We did a lot of shit together man
G#m
On this music tip man
Beautiful shit we did dog
C#m
Remember when we went out to L.A. man,
wit Quincy man
Made all that shit pop
Yukmouth and everybody
G#
Dubb see and everybody
G#m
Had a lot of good times dog
C#m
Know what I'm sizzlin
But that shits about to come to an end dog
G#m
G#
Ya know
G#m
Never have I ever crossed anybody,
G#
G#m
C#m
y'all niggas know me
The sands of time have already
started to pour against you dog
G#m
G#
G#m
So listen hard
G#
Cuzz I'm speak real softly
[Tech N9ne]
F#m
C#m
What if I could just, just blink ya shit away
F#m
G#
Niggas think
C#m
Because a nigga bust,
G#
C#m
I grips and grips to pay
The pain grows in fame and
kangos we're changin strange hoes
G#m
G#
Who bang in Range Roves for thangs same shows,
wit lames
C#m
D#
The rains goes will stain
G#m
and insane foes who drain
B
C#m
And hang rows wit brains
F#m
If you brought it, that means you got it
C#m
And if you brought,
that means you should have shot it
F#m
C#m
Cuzz I'm about to drop
the ray and Nina
G#m
Locked to kill a liter
C#m
Proped to meaner nigga
I pop the millameter
F#m
C#m
Demarco I'm bout to spark flow
ya bark so hearts wit parts
Gonna make ya heart blow (heart blow),
G#
G#m
And don't be was- in,
cuzz- in me buggin me
G#
Bout dubbs I be musclin these clubs
F#m
It hurts my nigga the hurt my nigga
C#m
But hurt my nigga is what's
F#m
inspiring these spurts my nigga
C#m
Used to be my homie,
C#m
Yellin you gonna slap the
taste out my mouth
Nigga I never scare
Savoir faires everywhere
G#m
If you need me believe me its easy
G#
C#m
A
D#
G#m
To put hoes in shock to tizzie
B
C#m
F#m
C#m
F#m
These glock s'll talk fa
G#m
C#m
B
C#m
shizzie
G#
C#m
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Some say I should worry and
F#m
A
C#m
watch where I walk
Yada yada yada nigga,
G#
C#m
G#m
I'm a friend, if I was a foe, I would be
G#
C#m
Kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- knockin
at yo front door
[Tech N9ne]
Industry's faulty, idustry's salty (man)
The industry cost me,
G#
industry brought me (pain)
The industry taught me,
industry caught me (strain)
And you niggas know that the
C#m
industry's awfully (vain)
F#m
I ain't a snake nigga all I did is
F#m
Wit sonny now its funny,
you playa hate niggas
G#
C#m
Over some cake the fake
of a show me state nigga
G#
G#m
In my face will be Don Juan
C#m
B
C#m
The Great to late nigga
F#m
I don't speak a lot I peep
C#m
a lot I creep a lot
And people who speakin usually weak and
G#
out for peace and no beef a lot
G#m
C#m
Remember we used to kick it like bros
D#m
G#m
G#
C#m
Now you niggas act like bitches and hoes
Wit ya licorice souls
F#m
Tecca N9ne I got the wickedest flows
no mysery will ever get wit this Rouge
F#m
G#
I'm pissed in this hole
C#m
Little for side a crypt in his soul
G#m
G#
Instead of a rap I should have
Who kept Short Nitty from
killin you (Me)
Who kept Diamond from
drillin you (Me)
Whp kept villain niggas from
bill dealin you (Me)
G#m
G#
So now you can take away me
C#m
and keep on talkin crazy
G#m
And I'ma let 'em know
G#
where you keep your baby
C#m
F#m
C#m
F#m
G#m
And where you stay D
G#
G#m
C#m
G#
C#m
G#
C#m
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
You can't turn enough
F#m
muthfackas against me
C#m
You can't find a harder
F#m
rapper that'll convince me
G#
C#m
I'm wit the Canties,
the Ashbees, the White Bears
G#
La Zhunes, the Harris's,
C#m
and the muthafuckin Timleys
F#m
The theories, the buyers,
You know the families that are
known to be bad for humanity
G#
C#m
Can he be bad, can he be tough,
can he be rough
D#
G#
No cream puff are considered
Nobody likes you not even ya
F#m
bitches I'm a witness
C#m
They sick of yo disrespectful
way of speakin explicit
G#
Always talkin about how
G#m
C#m
big yo dick is
G#m
G#
Betta hope Anghellic go mutli- plat
C#m
inum to get yo riches, blood
This is the end of men who
were once friends and then
One asshole thought he was somethin
G#
When punks bend over they get
C#m
FUCKED (get fucked)
G#m
G#
So hand over them Tech tapes or get
C#m
STUCK (get stucked)
F#m
You must think I'm soft for talkin to
C#m
Icey Rock bout the Nina out
F#m
I'm trippin without a doubt
G#
I'm a tell you really is yo friend
C#m
G#
Mail Bakari and maybe you and
C#m
him can get together
And tell like it is again
It's over man,
I hope you brought your novacain
I know the pain, is slowly takin over brain
G#m
G#
C#m
So calm that mufuckin wombat
D#
G#m
G#
I don't need no Don Juan tracks
C#m
G#m
G#
C#m
To come bomb on rap
[Hook]
[Tech talkin]
That's what I'm speakin on
F#m
C#m
dog that's real shit
F#m
Nigga once said to me
G#m
Nigga walk around like his
G#m
Gonna cut ya nose off and stick up ya ass
C#m
so you can smell that shit man
Ya know what I'm sizzlin
Dog...you drew first blood man
That was dog shit
G#m
You know what I'm sizzlin
G#m
Talkin bout knockin me out nigga
C#m
G#m
G#
C#m
Ya know what are we
Yo
[Tech N9ne]
F#m
C#m
Dr. Dre here I come
F#m
G#
Timbaland here I come
C#m
G#
Neptunes here I come
C#m
Rik Rok here I come
Alchemist here I come
B
G#m
G#
Sick Jack here I come
C#m
Bos coe here I come
D#m
G#m
G#
Swizz Beats here I come
C#m
Track masters here I come
Don Juan be done
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