Tom: Ab major•
Verse 1
Coolin', man
Ab
Chillin' chilin'? Yo, you know I had to call,
you know why right?
Why?
Because, yo, I never ever call and ask
you to play somethin', right?
Yeah
You know what I wanna hear,
right?
What you wanna hear?
I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint
joint
Wu-Tang again?
again?
Abm
Ah, yeah, again and
Ab
again
Verse 2
Ab
Wu-Tang Clan Clan comin' at ya Watch your
step, kid
Ab
kid (protect ya neck, kid)
Watch your step,
kid (so set it off)
Abm
Watch your step, kid
E
Ab
Abm
Ab
Watch your step, kid (The Inspectah Deck) I smoke
on the mic like smokin' Joe Frazier
The hell-raiser,
Abm
raising raising hell with the flavor
Ab
Terrorize the jam like troops
in Pakistan
Swinging through your town like
Abm
your neighborhood Spider-Man
Ab
So So uh, tick-tock and
and keep ticking
Am
While I get you flipping off the
A
Ab
shit I'm kicking
The Lone Ranger, code red, danger
Am
A
Deep in the dark with the art to
The vandal, too hot to handle
A
You battle, you're saying "Goodbye"
Roughneck, Inspectah Deck's on the set
Am
The rebel, I make more noise
Verse 3
The way I make the crowd go wild
Am
Sit back, re lax, won't smile
A
Ab
Rae got it going on, pal,
Am
call me the rap assassinator
Rhymes rugged and built like
And I'ma get mad deep like a threat,
Ab
Then take all your assets
Am
'Cause I came to shake the frame in half
A
With the thoughts that bomb shit like math
Ab
So if you wanna try to flip,
Am
go flip on the next man
G#m
'Cause I grab the clip, and
Ab
Hit you with 16 shots and more, I got
Verse 4
Going to war with the melting pot, hot
G#m
for short, Mr. Meth
Am
Moving on your left, ah
G#
And set it off, get it off,
let it off like a gat
G#m
I wanna break, fool, cock me back
G#
G#m
Small change, they putting shame in the game
I take aim and blow that nigga
G#
And like Fame, my style will live forever
Niggas crossing over like they
G#m
But I do, true, can I get a "suu"
'Nough respect due to the one-six-ooh
G#
I I I mean oh, yo, check out the flow
G#
or PCP when I'm dustin'
Niggas off, because I'm hot like sauce
Am
The smoke from the lyrical
A
G#
blunt make me (uh)
Verse 5
Am
Ooh, what, grab my nut, get screwed
A
Am
G#
Ow, here comes my Shaolin style
True B-A-ba-B-Y-U
Am
To To To To To To my crew with the "suu"
Yeah, yeah, yeah (watch your step, kid)
A
(Watch your step,
Verse 6
G#
kid,
G#m
come on (protect ya neck)
(Watch your step,
B
kid, watch your step, kid)
G#
Come on, baby, baby, come on (watch your step,
kid)
(Watch your step, kid,
watch your step, kid)
Verse 7
Yo, you best protect ya neck
G#
First things first, man,
you're fucking with the worst
I'll be sticking pins in your head
G#m
like a fucking nurse
who slack in his MAC
G#m
Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
you stepped through to
The Ol' Dirty Bastard straight
And I'll be damned if I let any man
Straight up and down,
that shit packed jam
Am
A
G#
don't let me get fool on him, man
The Ol' Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinking
Am
A
Ason Unique rolling with
G#
Niggas be rolling with a stash
A
Ain't saying cash, bite my style,
G#
I'll bite your motherfucking ass
Verse 8
For crying out loud,
my style is wild, so book me
Not long is how long that
G#
Ejecting styles from my lethal weapon
My pen that rocks from here
Here's more again,
catch it like a psycho flashback
I love gats, if rap was a gun,
Ab
you wouldn't bust back
I come with shit that's all types
of shapes and sounds
And where I lounge is
I give a order to my peeps
across the water
To go and snatch up props
Abm
all around the border
Ab
And get far like a shooting star
E
'Cause who I are is livin'
Ab
the life of Pablo Escobar
Abm
Point blank as I kick the square biz
There it is, you're fucking
Ab
with pros and there it goes
Verse 9
Yo, chill with the feedback,
Abm
black, we don't need that
A
Am
It's 10 o'clock, ho,
A
where the fuck's your seed at?
Flowing like Christ when I
Am
Abm
speaks the gospel
Ab
Stroll with the holy roll,
then attack the globe with the buckest style
ten times ten men, committing mad sin
Turn the other cheek and I'll break
your fucking chin
Slaying boom-bangs like like African
drums (he'll be)
Coming around the mountain
Ab
Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
My clan increase like black
Yeah, another one down, G-G-Genius
Am
A
G#
Take Take Take us the fuck outta here
Verse 10
The Wu is too slammin' for
these Cold Killin' labels
Am
Some ain't had hits since
G#
Be doing artists in like Cain did Abel
Now they money's getting stuck
G#m
to the gum under the table
G#
That's what you get when you misuse
what I invent
G#m
Your empire falls and you lose
For trying to blow up a scrub
Now that thought was just as bright
as a 20-watt light bulb
Should've pumped it when I rocked it
Niggas so stingy,
G#m
they got short arms and deep pockets
G#
This goes on in some companies
With majors,
G#m
they're scared to death to pump these
G#
First of all, who's your A&R?
A mountain climber who plays
A
Ab
an electric guitar?
But he don't know the
meaning of "dope"
When he's looking for a
rap"
rap"
A
That's cleaner than a bar of soap
G#
And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
A
Matter of fact, bring out the girls
Verse 11
and let's have a mud fight
You best protect ya neck (watch your step,
kid)
You best protect ya neck (watch your step,
kid)
You best protect ya neck
(watch your step, kid)
You best protect ya neck
(watch your step, kid)
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