Tom: C major
Verse 1
G
Ab
G
Eb
Listen, just hit it with
G
It's just a fucking spider.
Gm
Eb
Ab
G
Gm
How hard is it to kill a spider?
Eb
Ab
G
Gm
Fine, I'll do it.
G
Cm
Rappers want to go model,
G
Eb
trying to be flying on the runway
Ab
G
When all their rhyme spray
G
Abm
but when it comes to hip -hop, you're
Cm
G
Cm
G
similar to big bop pers.
D
Cm
My plane is existential,
fans are still wistful
C#m
D
Cm
For back in the days,
Bm
Cm
B
but I run with vagueness by the fistful.
C#m
D
Cm
And no, we're not loitering,
we are disorderly
C#m
D
Cm
Make beats and kick clowns,
but most importantly
Eb
A
G
I'll spit this like it's my last day,
cause it might be
I might leave this roof
Cm
and get hit by a truck
G
I'm off halfway, I like C
I'm slightly sick, but mostly hype
Ab
G
We spoke to Kali, talked to Al
The boys might smoke to 90s
Folks are life -living, I'm strife -giving
Ab
G
On knife -shivin' motherfuckers
near Northlands
Ab
Up by the hard tracks, singin' floor caps
G
Gb
With Cormorant, help restore rap
Ab
G
But too many feel they don't wanna test
Like Rorschach,
I can't work day -to -day
Cm
G
The limit's caught me
in the lunch line
Cm
G
That's why my show's last longer
than a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
Ab
Cm
G
Cm
I rap it to the next bar
G
Eb
like a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
Ab
G
But I make no sense
like a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
Ab
D
Cm
Cause they don't pay drunks
G
that they ownin' the ticket
Eb
Cm
G
I started to rip it at O 'Byrne's
after talkin' to chickens
Ab
G
The men were rook
ie birdcatchers
so they got it in hand
Ab
G
Fuck your girlfriend, man,
quit doubtin' your man
Ab
G
At your show, you're on stage,
you're playin' with your crew
Ab
G
While I poach it up, sip with Estella,
thinkin' of lines for you
G
ain't shit to me, I spit serendipity
Ab
G
Flippin' a ditch and I'm Joe
with Beats like Dudipity
Who's dissing me?
Ab
Crews get to be too finicky
Ab
G
F#
Ab
I bet it hurts you to see me on top
G
Jumping on chairs like Roberto Benigni
C
Cm
especially when you dis
cern the average
D
Dm
And get above it
Cm
G
by flipping samples
Cm
G
like a dirty mattress
Cm
C#m
D
C
I con vey and use talent,
Cm
display the true balance
D
Cm
G
Is it a kid in the Navy?
Cm
C#m
D
Cm
You might be telling some things
to elegant thinkers
C#
C#m
D
Until I run your house
Cm
and take in jewels like Zelda's Link
C#m
D
Cm
But it looks like y 'all fucked up
Yes, y 'all fucked up
C#
Cm
Stumbled up and downstairs,
G
Cm
apparently they run amok
Bm
Cm
D
G
Pumps jump up, it's a dark star,
these car parkers
Better buckle up for the
Cm
G
kid with the black Pumas
And the thrift store button up
Cm
Knuckle fucks, I chuckle at them
F#
Cm
Buckin' up, business on end
G
Staked out rust on thoughts
like I'm crushin' the endless
To this broken Copenhagen,
meanin' I didn't mark a target
Leavin' progress dark,
Cm
harkin' back to the days
Now this isn't a rerun
F#
Ab
steady drinkin' Capri Sun s
Bb
Dm
See, you know, that wasn't so hard
Cm
Bb
See, that's how you kill a spider
You
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