Tom: C# minor
Verse 1
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Em
Yes, yes,
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I'll like to thank you for your support,
Em
love
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but to the whole hip- hop industry itself
We as a whole,
we've been weathering in the Storm
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30- plus years ago to now
Em
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But uh, like all weapons of hate,
So allow me to speak not only for me
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hip- hop co alition
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Every hood, every ghetto across
the United States of America
Verse 2
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Yea, as a youngin' I
was sittin'- spittin' sponge- in'
Just learnin' the life,
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Well mannered and nice,
got advice from women
But when the money get tight,
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the stomach start grumblin'
Verse 3
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It was some of then,
wasn't all Hammers then
Went in the Benz,
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it was kingpin and bubblin'
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We started huddlin',
puttin' in, and jugglin'
A shear later we straight,
Em
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no more strugglin'
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But that was only the start The love
Verse 4
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between homey
started fallin' apart
G
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I guess any thing's addictive
when it's callin' your heart
Em
Death and incarceration had us all in the dark
Verse 5
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some'll say "we had a beautiful run"
And the beauty is skin deep
was beneath the slums
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that was like speakin' in tongues
So relax, I adapt within a week I was sprung
Verse 6
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facts on the track,
it's like squeezin' a gun
No more crack,
all the boys on my back hearin' "RUN"
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Yea, I changed & came, all them years,
Em
on the stairs G Rap & Kane
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I felt pain, them beamers still
lurkin' my brain
But the ways is the most high
is to preserve to explain
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that focused me, perfected my game
And like that, there's so many
others that this rap will remain
A
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And in exchange,
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we give fans the force of the reign
To feed, nurture, and breed,
and be the voice of the slain
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but that real shit come wit the life
And in order to obtain you gotta
Em
sacrifice
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It's like cuttin' your bitch shorter,
don't pass on fights
I'ma tourer, so you know
all my facts is right
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Plus my Au rora is like
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used spoilers on the porch at night
So be polite,
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just go for them critics that write
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This is Rap, we from the hood,
just tryin' to get a slice
Some'll bite,
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but the most just coast wit ice
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And rock a little chain, get a little brain
Em
Ha ha- ha ha, yea, hey,
Verse 7
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You know Rap has no rules
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See my enlightener he- he once
told me once said
"If there is no devilish- men,
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then there won't be Godliness"
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"One can't exist without
the other"
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Knaw'mean?, it's like a Doctor is
And he caters to the sick,
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so the sick must exist, ya heard?
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A Min ister - he only gives sermon
to - uh you know -
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Those seeking for forgiveness
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- so them sinners must exist
You know? it's simple simplistic,
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It's AZ the GOD - Constantine
- Quiet Money for life
G
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This is What I Do, I'm here
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