Kunci: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
E
F#m
Up early,
E
F#m
top of the mornin' to you weak idiotic motherfuckers
Fat
F#m
E
You're not listenin' to the voice of reason
F#m
I do it for you hatin' cocksuckers
F#m
It's another classic for y 'all
F#m
Don't be mad at me and mine cause
E
DME and my niggas stay freezin'
E
fuck all that smilin' and grinnin'
F#m
Quick to turn the situation to
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When niggas is grimy, we all got cases
E
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Just bendin' face on
America's most wanted
E
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Tryna find a defendant, you silly rappers
E
Still yappin' bout your cars
and your wheels
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Truthfully, you need to focus more
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You're still stuck in a time warp,
C#m
E
F#m
we light years ahead of y 'all
E
Ring on the comp, I smash all competitors
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I'm ill with the patterns,
E
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too clever with the metaphors
Dilla told me,
E
cat, keep your foot on the neck
F#m
And don't even breathe on the track
unless they cuttin' the jack
A lot of suckas won't like it,
F#m
How to water my shit
E
down for the record execs
F#m
Lotta suckas won't like
E
it, but they gotta respect
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How to order my shit down
C#m
E
for the record execs
E
Now put your hands up high
It's
Fat
El -Zy
E
Yeah, you know it sound fly
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We bring in' hip -hop back,
Modern day
Alex
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Strikin' niggas on the daily
E
For comin' out they face like
Israelis
E
listenin' to the official
E
the flow can melt a snow crystal
F#m
I'm breathin' drama,
E
it's bringin' the armor out my bomber
Like
E
you float on the wings of karma
E
give your child a mild seizure
Caesar, run with crooks
and wild skeezers
Vacate your premises,
E
bad dreams and foul images
F#m
E
Y real funny, when I rain, it spills runny
F#m
While it's still sunny,
C#m
E
I build money and drill honeys
F#m
DJ's on the wheels,
E
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spun me at the right clubs
E
Even lit up the white pubs like light bulbs
E
trippin' off of movies on my watch
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observin' as I watch what you botch
F#m
E
Yeah, it's the phenomenon disguised
as a common dime
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Spittin' commas, bows,
E
the phlegm that I sprayed
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Sharper than a samurai blade,
E
bet it could trim a guy's fade
E
Now turn your levels up high
It's
Fat
El -Zy
Spock and
Tyree
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Reppin' the real till the
Before the
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MCs, they speak my name in
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Probably mad cause this
F#m
E
Cross my path and end up a catastrophe
F#m
I told you the flows I rock,
nigga, they come naturally
E
El
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E
Zayi told me, catch you shinin'
F#m
And with every line that you spit,
E
it's like your levels is climbin'
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Cause in the booth, I'm the savior,
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Used to have me on the top of
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the roof with a laser
E
Kangaroo boots and my pager,
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crew would get paid up
E
If they ain't salutes and a major
F#m
E
Toe up half of your leg in a blast,
only grazier
F#m
Don't gavel with your life, cause
C#m
E
Detroit niggas a phaser
F#m
E
Got fans all over the land, from
London to
Jamaica
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Paris,
France,
Asia,
Malaysia
F#m
E
Lost a whole day flyin' from
Sydney,
Australia
F#m
E
Back in the layup car, the pistons in the
Lager
E
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she got the haters catchin' vapors
E
I seen the world, been all over this bitch
F#m
And my mind is rich, you need to try
E
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C#m
to find your niche
E
You gotta keep him up high
E
We wanna see you touch the sky
It's
E
Fat
Cat and
El
Zy
E
C#m
F#m
Yo, I'm the chose king
E
When flows swing, the blows sting,
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hoes cleanin' my clothes
E
I stand out like nose rings
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Your head in your hat, it's just roll,
C#m
E
I splatter your hole
F#m
It's the confusin',
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words makin' them confusin'
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Words off what you heard,
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Niggas remain cheesed,
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It's on they knees, that's my trainees
On how to get me, your brain freeze
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E
Now meet a prick that's flyin' bullets
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Out the heat, equipped to feed a clique I'm
E
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even sweeter when the beat is sick
E
Dick long as that centimeter stick
F#m
Chicks feel it in they stomach
E
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When the feed is caked,
E
pulling thoughts out of thin air
F#m
Damn my pen share, I've been rare,
E
even if I came as a twin pair
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Oh no, the flow doesn't end there,
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stroke in my chin hair
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I'll send flares to clear it out like skin care
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Provoke the scanner,
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better be in a joker manner
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Cause my spoken grammar,
E
comes equipped with cloak and dagger
E
I'm the one you can't fuck with
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C#m
In a truck lit, by the crib near the lake
E
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Where the duck sit, what bitch?
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