Tom: E minor
Verse 1
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When
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the lightning strikes
and the thunder crashes,
I'll be somewhere laughing
Bm
Y 'all too busy timing
while I rained all on your cabin
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Unchained you from the mainline
and detain your puppet masters
Bm
Ask me why the flow so dope,
that's just the angels flexing
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They showing off their black star
Bm
in a lane of Anglo -Saxons
I'ma name all of my lamest tracks
and still be the flamest rapping
blaze laces to your classics
Bm
I'm Ellison and Baldwin,
Usain minus the passion
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So who you think the people
gon' believe
when it all come crashin'?
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Cause money don't mean nada
when your product go last season
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And the U .S. Treasurer
gets trust and bound
and charged with treason
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If you're on out of turn,
they got that medal in the AU
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You'll be waitin' in line,
askin' the government to pay you
Bm
They'll privatize and slave you,
I was one time and save you
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Now step into my mental wonderland,
Bm
man, what's takin' you?
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Bm
It's black magic for them addicts
and the rap fans
we can have it, gon' go sweat glands
Bm
You wanna test the God, Lord,
don't make me act rash
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Bm
Like a spark, it built a blazing fire
up my back legs
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Bm
It's black magic for them addicts
and the rap fans
Bm
we can have it, gon' go sweat glands
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Bm
You wanna test the God, Lord,
F#m
don't make me act rash
Bm
Like a spark, it built a blazing fire
up my back legs
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I'm ten zillion, like,
years away from any MC breathin'
then it'd be Psyrock, Hannah, Shiva
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I Buddha, Krishna, Shango, Allah,
Christ, you in the believin'
Bm
Heist your followers with a haiku,
then invite you to our religion
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See, I'm the type to fight the fame,
but still be in love with the game, though
Bm
And you the type that love to hate me,
you relish in the painful
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See, all the greatest prophets
had detractors at they table
Bm
They the first ones makin' plates
from off the fruits of all my labor
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Rebuke these smiling faces,
I take real evil over kind -fakeness
Bm
Watch me wrap the straight lines
of the pious from the faithless
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You pilot tryin' to crucify
messiahs
for they greatness
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I'm Tony the Tiger, homie,
ain't no denyin' my nature
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It's proven, a man with no cause
will fall from his floors
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So all them charlatans
you follow
bout to drown in they ponds
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You can either follow the leader
or two -step on they bones
I neutralize your group,
attack of the clone
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Bm
This black magic for them addicts
and the rap fans
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Bm
I'm back at it, we can have it,
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gon' go sweat glands
Bm
You wanna test the God, Lord,
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don't make me act rash
Diamonds spark and build a place
Bm
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an d fire up my hat ledge
Bm
This black magic for them addicts
and the rap fans
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Bm
I'm back at it, we can have it,
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gon' go sweat glands
Bm
You wanna test the guard, Lord,
don't make me act raged
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Let us walk and build the place
Bm
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an d fire up my neck
I'm the 25th century,
solar complementary
Bm
Holy Mike controller of the
royal parliamentary
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Dopest to the nth degree,
who compete in mentally?
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Me and rap like Ruby Dee and Ossie,
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part of meant to be
Now pass me the baton,
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I'ma take you to the winner's circle
Draped in garments like Alice's
magnum opus
Tinted purple,
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that's that Empress Menace shit
Fine silks and linen fits,
Bm
F .O .I. and shockers on the goons
Why, who finna flinch?
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You don't wanna sound
But with the lyrical Dalai Lama,
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spit a piece and slant your cheek
from out your chest
And leave you stronger
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than when I met you
Use the force like Jedi weapons,
balance dark and light
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Uram glow the brightest,
shiny beacon in the darkest night
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That be mine, cause humble
never ever pay my bills
Bm
And hunger made me a predator,
never pray before my meals
Bm
I quickly turn you agents in the shield
Block your hateful talking,
save your final statements for the will
Bm
This BlackMagic for them addicts
and the rapper fans
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Im back at it, we can have it
Go go Sweatlands
You wanna test the guard,
Bm
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no don't make me act rash
Bm
Línhospark can feel the blazing fire
up my back leg
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This is BlackMagic for
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them addicts
and the rapper fans
F#m
Bm
Im back at it, we can have it
You wanna test the guard,
Bm
no don't make me act rash
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Bm
Línhospark can feel the blazing fire
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Bm
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up my back leg
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