Tom: G# minor
Verse 1
Dm
A
Yeah,
Dm
A
Kool Keef should keep it real
Am
C
We should rap about space and Mars
Bb
Am
Yo, I'm tired of looking at everybody
A
Am
Same boots, scully hats,
Bb#
and 90 degree weather
Am
Looking to get in clubs for free
Am
I'm looking for jazz records
at the Roosevelt
Bb
A
I left New York,
Am
the city itself was stress depression
Bb#
Hot boots and urban beats,
Dm
it wasn't my direction
Dm
some clones trying to sound like me
Am
Riding my space styles,
biting my horrorcore
Bb#
Dm
All I saw was little cool keys on my tour
Am
I cheat off all my royalties
Bb#
Watch the vinyl spin,
C
Dm
local groups whacking Cs
Am
A
Am
Some try to rap with that perpetrator,
mobster crap
Bb#
Cock and eye jeans,
C
Dm
fat stomachs in the limousines
Am
A
Mix tapes by wack DJs
Bb#
I'm on the turnpike,
C
Dm
the city drifting down the highway
Am
A
Like a mirage,
Am
the style there is all illusion
Bb#
On videos out of town,
Am
A
Rollin' high with caps
Am
pulled over down my eye
C
Dm
Since I've been out, y 'all can't see
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
Bb#
Is the city buried in dreams?
Dm
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
Bb#
Cause that's the way it seems
Dm
Am
A
Is the world made of plastic?
Bb#
Is the city buried in dreams?
Dm
A
Watchin' TV so bored
Am
while imbeciles hold the mic
C
Bb#
Caught graffiti play grounds
are played out
Am
All the fatigue was weak,
it's for the minor league
C
Dm
and brothers in the rented bins
Am
A
Crews on stage acting hard
Am
with a thousand friends
Bb#
I saw the place turn plastic
Dm
crack as looping beats
A
Am
People with no deals,
walkmans rapping on the streets
C
Dm
90 % of the city sounded whack
Am
A
Pay all scams, twist
Am
DJs like a rubber band
C
Bb#
C
Everybody clear with beats
Am
A
Clearing your samples,
Am
your SB12 fake examples
Bb#
My money grosses with green
Am
A
Am
Why you act rich with no cash
on the bigger label?
Bb#
Your tri -state ways
Dm
are shut down by barricades
Am
In fact, I pack my bags and listen to E -40,
Dm
and other rappers you don't know
Am
You'll never find it in styles of mine,
My sound proceeds with Moogin'
them beats rappin' in my face
C
Bb#
I come back real, solid rock,
Am
Tapped in your program,
show the world I'm the man
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
Bb#
C
Is the city buried in dreams?
Dm
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
C
Cause that's the way it seems
Dm
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
C
Is the city buried in dreams?
Dm
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
C
Cause that's the way it seems
Dm
Am
As I do see soda, wack,
rugged, big commercials
C
Bb#
Some rappers abort and puppet
C
Dm
eer like the Ninja Turtles
I heat up, yo light up Times Square
Bb#
I make noise like open hi -hats
A
Am
No promotional shows,
girls with cornrows
C
People with hood sweaters on crack
Am
I walk with straw hats
and glasses in the projects
Dm
man, so tense on the line
Am
The scrimmage, playin' my numbers,
waitin' for the fives to come
Bb
C
Spaghetti out the window,
people actin' dumb
Am
A
Am
Fire hydrants wet their neighbors,
your family's nosy
C
I come and go as I please
Am
You bought sneakers, no car,
scrambling on the corner
Bb#
I'm not the star you are,
Dm
the city's fallin' far
Am
By mechanism, you on my tip,
Dm
You duplicated me for years
You are the one
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
Bb#
C
Is the city buried in dreams?
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
C
Cause that's the way it seems
Dm
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
C
Is the city buried in dreams?
Dm
Am
Is the world made of plastic?
C
Cause that's the way it seems
Am
C
Dm
Yeah Ow
Am
Outro 1
C
Am
C
Am
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