Acordes originais de violão de What I'm Here 4, por 
Gang Starr 
Tom: G minor•
Intro 1
Gm7
Dm9
Gm7
Dm9
Gm7
Dm9
Gm7
Dm9
Chorus 1
Gm7
It's the message in the song
Dm9
that makes you rock on
Gm7
Some people go to places
Dm9
where they don't belong
Gm7
Dm9
Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight
Gm7
Dm9
But I'm here to bless this mic, aight?
Verse 1
Gm7
I take action the minute
Dm9
that the crowd gets hype
Gm7
Dm9
I'm type crashin', down like a meteo rite
Gm7
Dm9
I'm Bogart-ing, mics and whole stages
Gm7
Destroying MC's dreams,
Dm9
from words to whole pages
Gm7
Dm9
Their rapbooks, look more like scrapbooks
Gm7
With their fictional fairytales
Dm9
and frail ass hooks
Gm7
A lot of shit has happened,
Dm9
since I started rappin'
Gm7
There's been enough beef,
Dm9
and enough gat clappin'
Gm7
There's been mad signs,
Dm9
for this brother to heed
Gm7
And while some choose greed,
Dm9
I choose to plant seeds
Gm7
Dm9
For your mental, spirit and physical temple
Gm7
Bob your head to it,
Dm9
there's the water you've been lead to it
Dm9
a long time you've been cravin' it
Dm9
use your third eye and glance through it
Gm7
Your state of being,
Dm9
becoming advanced through it
Dm9
with no reason I be breezin
Gm7
Their mics I seize them,
Dm9
then I try em for treason
Gm7
I used to always like to hang out
Gm7
Now I lounge in the rest
Dm9
writin' bombs while tracks bang out
Gm7
Dm9
I know you peeped me in the club then
Gm7
But now I'm in your speaker,
Dm9
with the voice that you're lovin'
Gm7
Dm9
Chorus 2
Gm7
It's the message in the song
Dm9
that makes you rock on
Gm7
Some people go to places
Dm9
where they don't belong
Gm7
Dm9
Whether wrong or right, a lot of people fight
Gm7
Dm9
But I'm here to bless this mic, aight?
Verse 2
Gm7
Peace to the young ladies,
Dm9
who wanna bone me much
Gm7
And peace to my nigga Premier,
Dm9
with the golden touch
Gm7
I never fall off point,
Dm9
Gm7
like DeNiro in Casino
Dm9
Peace to Black Gambinos and all my peoples
Dm9
I'm fightin' wars you know
Dm9
most humble, most merciful
Gm7
That's because I be God,
Dm9
I trog through fogs, puffing logs
Gm7
MC's muttering menial madness,
Gm7
Scarred and barred,
Dm9
and then, banished from my fuckin' kingdom
Gm7
You got a fly one bring one,
Dm9
or else I come to fling some
Gm7
Dm9
Exquisite exotic exciting type shit
Gm7
Enough to make the real heads
Dm9
wake up and get hype quick
Dm9
known as the God Universal
Gm7
Kick rhymes without rehearsal,
Dm9
I cross the burnin' sands
Gm7
Now I stand here with virtue,
Dm9
of course I could hurt you
Gm7
Dm9
Simply with my point of view, and I knew
Gm7
That many would come,
Dm9
that's why I've chosen
Gm7
To cut off pathways,
Dm9
and there's no runways or doorways open
Gm7
Dm9
For the jokers who ain't focused
Gm7
And all the fake mercenaries get buried
Dm9
by the tongue of terrifying fury
Gm7
Dm9
Nothing's blurry, fuck it I got no worries
Dm9
shine bright light with insight
Gm7
Yeah sense my birthright
Dm9
to set up cyphers with power
Gm7
Cause mad shit ain't right,
Dm9
like punks in the spotlight
Gm7
Who can't freestyle,
Dm9
sometimes I make my peeps smile
Gm7
By sayin' somethin' crazy wild
Dm9
Gm7
Like some shit off my dome, that be soundin'
Better than the next man's whole album
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