Tom: C minor
Verse 1
G
Am
F
you know what I'm sayin'?
Dm
Am
I'm a give a shout out to my niggas
I ain't givin' a shout out to no Park,
nobody, fuck that
G
Big Baby Jesus in the mother
fucking house
Unh, come on I don't walk, I stalk,
Verse 2
like pork
Shuttin' down underground
streets of New York
Am
Hawk is what them niggas call me,
'cause they all be
G
Suckin' my dick and on my
mother fucking balls, G
F
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
Dm
Blood bath went I let the
fuckin' rap hit 'em
Am
Full clip, but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook
G
Taken out over a dirty look
I bag game with niggas
I leave shot dead
You know my style nigga, 'cause
I'm always schemin'
Am
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin'
G
Police, but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man,
All I gets is pounds,
Dm
you ain't want none of this
Back streets are like track meets
Am
'cause I be runnin' this
Verse 3
G
Ain't nowhere to run ('cause I be runnin'
this)
(come on)
Ain't nowhere to go ('cause I
Reaper saved your soul
(come on)
Verse 4
Am
Surroned by the colors, I see crimson,
Locking open doors again,
F
I'm still afraid of you (straight up, mother fucker)
Dm
Light to dark, then light again,
Am
I always thought I knew (come on)
Young to old and young again,
G
what's left for me to do? (straight up)
Dm
collecting me in time (come on)
I'm falling down upon the earth,
Am
and singing truth in rhyme (come on)
If I was a rolling stone,
G
F
I'd roll until I'm through (come on)
Dm
And if I was a garden I would bloom in
Am
black for you (Dirt Dog in effect)
ahhhh, yi yi yi yi (come on)
Verse 5
Am
G
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Am
F
What you mother fuckers invented
Dm
Is the craziest nigga that
ha ha ha ha ha
Most know,
G
F
don't front on Ol' Dity Bastard
ha ha ha ha
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
I call on Jesus
There's no obstacles that
F
Dm
There's no walls
Am
that you have to climb
Dm
Elementary, Watson, Elementary
Am
ahhhhh
G
I ain't no pictue on your fore wall,
necklace wearin' beard
Am
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got the p
Gm
F
I know you don't recognize me now
Am
How many lightening bulbs do it take
to light up a fuck mode?
Brothers, people,
Gm
G
F
you'd better get the fuck off of me
Dm
We don't need it, it gets more ugly
Am
Fools tryin' to bust their ass
Tryin' to get away from me when
Gm
Am
F
I said my real name
Dm
I call myself in the niggas butthole
Am
All the same, all the same, all the same
Verse 6
Ain't nowhere to hide
Reaper saved your soul
Verse 7
What, mother fucker?
Am
Don't try to psychology my shit,
mother fucker
G
'cause you'll never psychology it,
mother fucker
F
Dm
Never, never, never,
mother fucker, never
Am
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