Tom: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Dm
Aight, fuck that shit
Word, word
Eb
F
Fuck that other shit,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Dm
We gon' do a lil' something like this
You know what I'm sayin'?
Eb
(Stay up on that shit)
and on and
Cm
Dm
Know what I'm sayin'? Big Nas,
Grand Wizard
F
God, what is it? (It's like)
Dm
Ha, know what I'm say in'?
Eb
F
Yo, go 'head (rip that shit)
Verse 2
Cm
Dm
Eb
blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners
F
Hennessy-holders and and old-school niggas, niggas,
then I be dissin' a
Dm
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
Eb
I dropped out of Cooley High,
F
gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Cm
Dm
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
Eb
My My man put the battery in my back,
F
a difference from Energizer
Dm
Sentence begins in dented,
with formality
money-wise or physiology
Cm
Dm
Poetry, that's a part of me,
retardedly bop
Eb
F
I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop,
straight straight off the block
Cm
I reminisce on park jams,
Dm
my man was shot for his sheep coat
Eb
F
Choco blunts'll make me see
him drop in my weed smoke
Cm
Dm
It's real, grew up a trife life,
the times of white lines, the high pipes
Eb
F
Murderous night times and knife
fights invite crimes
Cm
Dm
Chill on the block with Cognac,
cold strap
F
With my peeps that's into drug
Dm
F
money market interact
Dm
No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler,
Eb
I guess that means peace
For niggas,
F
no sheisty vice to just snipe ya
Cm
Start off the dice-rollin' match,
Dm
Eb
match, from craps to ceelo
F
With side-bets, so roll a deuce,
nothin' below
Cm
(Peace, God) Peace, God,
Dm
now the shit is explained
Eb
F
I'm takin' niggas on a trip straight
through memory lane
Dm
It's like that y'all, it's like that y'all
Verse 3
Eb
F
Cm
Dm
(Now let me take a trip down
Eb
F
memory lane)
bridge)
Dm
F
(Now let me take a trip down
memory lane)
Cm
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Dm
Eb
(Now let me take a trip down
Cm
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Dm
F
(Now let me take a trip down
memory lane)
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Dm
One for the money Two for pussy and foreign cars
Verse 4
Dm
Three for Alize,
F
niggas deceased or behind bars
Check the prognosis, is it real,
F
My window faces shootouts, drug
overdoses
Dm
Live amongst no roses, only the drama
For real, a nickel-plate is is my fate,
Dm
my razor embraces many faces
black stitches or fat shoelaces
Dm
Peoples are petro, dramatic
automatic .44 I let blow
when I'm vexed, so
Dm
My pen taps the paper then
my brain's blank
I see dark streets,
F
hustlin' brothers who keep the same rank
Cm
Dm
Pumpin' for somethin',
some'll prosper, some fail
Judges hangin' niggas,
F
uncorrect bails for direct sales
Dm
My intellect pre vails from a hangin'
cross with nails
F
I reinforce the frail with lyrics that's real
Dm
Word to Christ, a disciple of streets,
trifle on beats
I decipher prophecies through a
Cm
Dm
I hung around the older crews while
they sling smack to dingbats
Eb
They spoke of Fat Cat,
F
that nigga's name made bell rings, black
Cm
Some fiends scream about Supreme
Dm
Team, a Jamaica Queens thing
Eb
F
Uptown was Alpo, son,
heard he was kingpin
Cm
Dm
Yo, fuck, rap is real,
watch the herbs stand still
'cause the words of man kill
True in the game,
Dm
as long as blood is blue in my veins
F
I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased
Dm
(Now let me take a trip down memory lane)
Verse 5
Dm
Dm
(Now let me take a trip down
Cm
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Dm
F
(Now let me take a trip down
memory lane)
Cm
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Dm
(Now let me take a trip down
F
Cm
memory
F
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Cm
Dm
The most dangerous
MC is
F
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
C
Dm
The most dangerous
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Cm
Dm
The most dangerous
(Comin' outta Queensbridge)
Cm
Dm
The most dangerous MC is
F
Me number one, and you know where
Outro 1
me from
F
Dm
F
Cm
Dm
F
Cm
Dm
F
Dm
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