Tom: E minor•
Verse 1
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D
E
D
E
D
I am the drum and bass
G
E
D
E
D
E
father
D
E
D
E
D
E
D
Bm
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Bm
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D
E
Em
Got it like Gaza
Don't wear Gucci
D
E
Don't wear Prada
D
E
When I have sex,
Em
I like to push it in harder
E
Strangle the bitch with a iPhone charger
the big but I'm larger
D
What goes around comes around like karma
E
Em
E
Fuck the president, fuck Barack Obama
All they give a fuck about
is guns and armour
Em
E
Em
E
I'm addictive like Candy Crush Saga
Em
See me with a big spliff
E
Em
E
and a glass of kava
Em
Biggie knock, this'll get them badness lava
I don't give a fuck,
Em
I ain't got no animals,
but I'm a farmer
Traumatics got the harvest of marijuana
E
Em
She was masturbating
E
Em
with a banana
F
I'm the number one challenger
Em
I'm like a football manager
Annihilate, then damage ya
G
Em
Then cannibalise and savage ya
G
Em
Drinking blood like Dracula
G
F
I'm amazing and spectacular
Em
When it's late, don't ring my phone
F
E
Send me a message, I'll get back to ya
E
G
your badness back to back
Em
Turn your dad into an unhappy chap
I'll fuck you up like a democrat
Em
E
like a heart attack
Em
Don't talk shit, don't start your crap
E
You know, I don't know what I mean,
yeah
Em
Right, venom venom on the mic like woah
D .E .V. I run the show
Check out my lyrical dirty flow
E
I get back like a dirty hoe
Em
I spit my bars at a fast tempo
Venom and grime, I spit them slow
When I drop my bars in the rave
E
You know that the roof is gonna blow
Em
I got the lyrical magical flow
D .E .V. I'm running the show
You might hear me on the drums and bass
E
And you might hear me on the 140
I got the lyrical magical flow
D .E .V. I'm running the show
You might hear me on the
drums and bass
And you might hear me on the 140
Em
I am the drum and bass father
D
E
D
Bm
E
D
G
I am the drum and bass father
E
Em
D
E
D
E
I am the drum and bass part
Em
D
E
Em
E
D
E
D
Bm
Em
E
Em
I'm better than
I'm bad you know it
Now it's time for me to show it
I'm bad, I'm bad, you know it
I'm than I'm bad, you know it
Now it's time for me to show it
F
I'm bad, I'm bad, you know it
Em
You're immature, immature,
immature, premature
Try to dis the empty badness
with lyrics galore
You're immature, immature,
immature, immature
Try come dis the empty badness
with lyrics galore
I might knock you out like Prince Azim
Come in to America, I'm a king
Alien from outer space
Come to earth to run the place
Got my gas, I got my mace
9mm in my waist
Time to pop you in your face
Em
I might knock you out like Prince Azim
Come in to America, I'm a king
Alien from outer space
Come to earth to run the place
E
Got my gats, I got my mace
Em
Nine millimeter in my waist
D
Em
D
Bm
Em
Time to pop you in your face
I am a lyrical murderer
F
Em
I'll take out a third of ya
Don't know your lyrics,
don't know your flow
Trust me fam, I ain't heard of ya
Could've been from Mexico
Em
F
Em
Could've been from suburbia
My lyrics will keep disturbing ya
F
Em
Here's one that I made earlier
G
My style, you can't match it
F
Light man up like I matched it
Em
Where's his head gone?
I separated it then reattached it
Cos I told you already
I'm sick like Jason and Freddie
More heavy act than a fat man's belly
Come to your house and
Parabonamikai move like this,
Parabonamikai move like that,
Parabonamikai move like this
and I move like that,
it's the DEV11 on the attack,
On the top map,
everybody move your head to this one,
Could've been Chinese,
Em
Parabonamikai move like this,
Parabonamikai move like that,
Parabonamikai move like this
and I move like that,
it's the DEV11 on the attack,
On the top map,
everybody move your head to this one,
Could've been Chinese, white or black.
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