Tom: Db major
Verse 1
You know what I'm saying,
From crazy ass Queens,
Fm
you know what I'm saying
Gbm
One time, fool your mind
A
C
Gm
Check it out, yeah
For those who don't know
the way I flow
My name's fucking Mike Geronimo,
you know what I'm saying
C
Fm
Big shouts to my whole fam,
you know what I'm saying
C
I'm representing, y know who you is
And we about to spark this,
Gm
you know what I'm saying
Yeah, check it out, check, check it out
Fm
Another day of steppin'
through the belly of the beast
and make my way
to my stomping grounds
C
I'm just about broke to the letter
It can't get any worse,
shit could only get better
Fm
My burner lampin' by my waistline
Gm
Geronimo would be fine with niggas
I'm a -backin' Undivine
and keep a focus on my schedule
It's critical for me to run a
scan of my plan
Fm
I keep steppin' in all the DL
Gm
I be well and that's the gospel
to get a call when it's possible
C
I make a red bone, a dead bone
After my bed bone,
I leave her ass on from my tone
Fm
Then I bounce to check my family,
jump in the ride
Gm
And see what's going down
on the other side of town
C
Gm
It's all about lounging,
C
and keeping shit together
No matter the weather,
you'll find me out doing whatever
Fm
And when the sun fall,
words are more, on the move
Gm
So nobody can bust up your
motherfucking groove
your fingertip feel
Check the rhyme paragraph,
Fm
C
because my shit is real
I smoke a 20, back up on it,
Fm
C
Gm
C
then I'm ready to pee
Get a taste for my feel,
Gm
C
I freak mics like sex appeal
Fm
It's ill enough, to hit you real enough
Gm
Like how tonight stick lips to your
brain when your hair cut
C
For every episode I unfold,
there'd be another sick story
in my mind to be told
Fm
And every time I take flight
in the midnight,
Gm
the police be searchin' for a nigga
with a killer mouthpiece
I been in with more tricks
than a tramp locked in a sleepaway camp
loop flow of verbs
Gm
that catch kicks to the cur b
And you're thrown off a bridge
called the Williamsburg
C
All your pipe dreams are hopes
I burn up like choke smoke
And in a sample sack
Fm
I push a tech to your neck, your neck
So when I'm here alone
and get prone,
Gm
I'll be yelling from on taps,
then the fence,
bugging telephones,
and leaving them sleeping in a chalk tray
DTs be pumped so I'll
microphone Scarface
that nigga in the front row fronting,
Gm
he gets slugs in his mouth
from a rhyme tooting gun thug
the storm of a raw deal
and give you a torn feel
because my shit is real
make you know the dealer gets realer
Gm
C
My shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
My shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
Gm
Loadin' clips from my hips
C
and start blessin' off steel Steel
Fm
Gbm
You don't stay in my stride,
Fm
Gm
I tear your ass out
the frame where you hide,
C
I grab bitches by stacks and stacks,
Hannah
You catch a lick in the back
Gbm
Fm
I take the time on my last
verse of rhymes
the members of my fam
Doin' jail time,
makin' your brain cells swell
C
When niggas couldn't rhyme, ayo,
I grabbed a bag and robbed well
Fm
Rippin' out your frame
C
And niggas'll never be the same,
cuz I'm bad in the game
Uh, I talk mics and daylight sharper still
And now you know the deal,
because my shit is real
Fm
C
Now you know the deal, gets realer,
Gm
C
uh, shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
C
I keep a mad fat flow on the reel,
C
Now you know the deal, it gets realer,
uh, shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
Oh, shit's real, yeah, oh, shit's real
Shit's gettin' realer,
cause my shit is real
My shit is real, my shit is real,
Gm
C
Fm
my is real
Gm
C
C
C
Fm
Gm
C
Outro 1
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Fm
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Gm
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