Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
I took my pen to my pad
Em
and had to brew some sickness
Am
The shit I write only ignites the mind
I'm trying to find a way
Am
Em
Am
Em
Instead of trying to be like mine
G
Am
like why the fuck you bitching
I put my shit out and you hate it
Em
like it's out of service
countless murders
Am
Too many Mr. Nice guys,
Em
I'm only trying to write rhymes
Am
then you'll end up in a pipeline
gawking about my steez
Am
I could get my fine, fuck you,
my mixtape
Dm
Am
Don't kill your shit with ease
I made that shit to breeze through
Dm
Something for me to beat you with
Am
And I'ma delete whoever
Am
I'm not the man for this, I'm Macadish
Now crack your ribs, there's rapping
E
Am
Cause they're acting up,
they act as if they're action bits
But actually, that's pretty nefarious
I'm Macadish, catastrophes
Em
Battling, I'm accurate,
G
Am
I'm accurately challenging
Dm
G
Try me, try your best just try to fight me
Am
I'm striking like I'm lightning
G
Am
so there ain't no way to wipe me
Off this earth, off this mic,
G
I don't say this politely
I keep this game in check
Dm
Am
G
cause I'm the only one for
We fought you,
where's these dudes
Am
If you're trying to push me
Em
I'll move but I won't budge
Am
Fool you were no thug,
Em
Am
come and swim with these sharks
And we'll drown you in a pool
G
Am
of your own blood
Killer instinct, we leaving the illest extinct
Em
Am
The real villain be spinning
E
Em
while all of these other villains lip sync
Am
Sip drinks with you while
Am
cause I know we're fuckin' mixed stinks
Dm
I like violence, I like fightin'
Am
Dm
Am
A villain willin' to cheat like Tyson,
I like bitin'
Dm
I like knife and bright,
Am
Dm
I'm quite frightening
Am
F
I don't like wives,
G
Am
in fact I'm like Ike and
Only difference is I'm light skinned
Em
Am
A white man that'll strike like lightning,
Em
this is where your life ends
Am
State facts, we leavin' you face flat
Em
Am
On the pavement,
bullyin' kids like Craig Platt
G
drools loose in the brain
Am
G
Am
E
Truly insane, mutilating human remains
Am
G
A dude that you dread, digging up coffins
And strangling the corpses
Am
just to prove that he's dead
Wearing straight jackets,
and nooses instead
Em
Am
Of ties to work,
Em
I guess I'm losing my head
Em
so you'll never see me fall
Am
I proved I was the sickest
when I dropped Creepy Claw
Yeah, me and TZ are straight
E
we got props like a rugby team
Am
Calm the fuck down while you
G
I'm just trying to get your bitch
Am
to drink my piss and my semen
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