Tom: F major
Verse 1
D
C
D
C
D
C
Hey yo, this some
Sonic,
Fat
Nigga,
D
Jericho, 5 -D and shit, you don't know.
C
D
C
D
Yo, yo, yo, check it out.
C
Keep it on point, one time,
Pokemon,
Rasputin,
D
C
Rattleshark, on the rock.
I got ampoules of reinforced samples
I'm real rich, who the monkey?
D
I feel money, stressing for no reason
C
Rhyme pleasing and playing,
teasing with my
sayings
about a festive mood
mind on mine
Ectoplasmic sense,
I'm spastic bout my plastic
D
So my credit to this is that some fat
Jericho
C
People humble on humbles,
I tumble, make
them fumble
Pockets full of stones get rocked,
C
When you jet to defeat our unique individualism
I write my rhymes over rhythms
C#
Left to spark and blaze these narcs
C
Who decided to fart, fart thou
That's being fouled,
At this game, people getting pissed
never backpedal, bro
Peter
Man made me the nigga not to fuck with
C
Stuck this intelligence in a large,
upscale hot rod
D
Used to surprise, walking dead,
C
talking heads, fuck affair
Shoot the system in the
back with tracks
Where
D
Piggy can arrest me for wax
C
But now I stacks my papers
like I was running capers
I'm the
you can't even go hard
C
I will rob your son like a burglar,
who the fuck you murderin'?
D
Yo, I'm the murder man, when you step to me,
what's your plan?
Bm
C
I know I'm cowl, I will profile
D
I smile to these hoes when they
knows where my flows at
Sonic my man,
drinkin' gin and tonic in the back
D
And we can chill, smoke a fablon,
parlayin' wheel
they wanna step with plastic
I told them first of all,
C
This rhyme is just for me, don't you see?
The dyslexic style is where
I be a nine to three
D
But now we're 9 to 5, I be kickin' live
C
Drive on the microphone stand,
I give a high
five
To my man like
Sean
Kemp, I'm super like
my
Sonic
When I told you in
Seattle, you sleepers,
you can't come with the
C#
Reefers I know I smoke
C
Buddha, every time I sess,
go hooda
Who the fuck could've
thought this nigga would
flaunt my skills?
D
C
But now I show the bills that I'm paid like
Mary
C
I'm like a college, I got the knowledge,
it's mad scary
At
but now I'll just wreck shit
Ravine
Street, this morning I
Every time, when I bust my rhymes,
C
I see the niggas givin' it peace
D
My dab, I release, my skills with the beats
They can't even step,
C
they must come hard with the steeps
That they want to rap, but yo,
Gang
Starr
Who got the repertoire,
C
who take more out like I'm
French
You can't come hard like
D
Northeast
Rich
When I bent your ass like
C
Johnny, you can't even see me
When I spine you, yo, stop it
D
C
Okay, okay, stop it like that,
stop it like that, stop it like that
Now I'm with my
Modern
Day
Cuniform
D
C
Modern 5D's raising the norms
D
C
of orgasmic platforms
It's a storm with warm clitoral flow
I know their blood is thicker
D
It's a whiff of tax like forms
C
Niggas please get over the disease
And come correct with cheese
D
So we can move on up to east side
Apartments and record departments
And numbers sold with tits cut on tabs
Giving no time to bask
D
C#
All we ask is a
What's more? I know
And we've been in the game
of brain strategies
Long enough to shatter these
C#
C
Misconcepts, illusions in my sex
C#
C
C#
My prescription is batches
C
Of batting it down the hatchets
Dm
D
I strike like magic
On these replacement scabs
C
Picking like coral scraps balls
When we was dropping shit
These fools is pissin' on stars
Visa
American
Express
Cause worldwide niggas
Dm
quick to run up and test
D
Now we discover that the coil that we use
C
To master to get you fucked up faster
out of plastic cups
We the hoes so we toast these
kids when they roast
D
From the east coast, we the west,
the mid, we the best
C
You can't even test like a
SAT
See me on
Saturday,
Monday I'm spunky
When I'm funky on
Mardi
Gras
You can't stop the yes y 'all
D
You wanna stall your beats
But now you see we recoup
Lexus coupes rolling with troops
I'm
Dm
D
GI, you
Dm
C
Joe, but now I got the knee
-highs like I was
Negro
You don't even know where I'm coming from,
Now I'm slumming them,
C
slapping them like cum, busting from nuts
D
When I stretch my stuff like a mic
Dm
C
cuts I know the rifle's what I need
I bang with the bleed, my
Uzi machine
Got the .357
Magnum, now the green like
Joe
Kevin
When I got the
C
Pittsburgh, I'm leaving 11 -7
Rob
Woodson tried to be 26 when
Now I show him I took him to the flicks
We see natural
Bill and
Kay
Paul
A killer, like
Woody
C
Helsing
You can't get iller, get my mind,
Ice
Cube
Dm
I'm rude, lewd and cruel, fat nigga,
C
I'll abuse bitches like a parental
With guidance, you can't stop the
D
defiance when I'm on reliance
My mind will go crazy,
C
it makes me insane and lazy
I need some boom,
Dm
just to make me get boom
D
Dm
D
In my headroom, I know like
C
Max, you can't attack my tracks
Outro 1
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