Tom: A minor
Verse 1
Juan...damn
G
Gm
I Been knowin you a long time nigga,
Cm
heh
We did a lot of shit together man
Beautiful shit we did dog
Cm
Remember when we went out to L.A. man,
wit Quincy man
Made all that shit pop
Yukmouth and everybody
Gm
Had a lot of good times dog
But that shits about to come to an end dog
Gm
G
Ya know
Gm
Never have I ever crossed anybody,
G
Gm
Cm
y'all niggas know me
The sands of time have already
started to pour against you dog
Gm
G
Gm
So listen hard
G
Cuzz I'm speak real softly
[Tech N9ne]
Fm
Cm
What if I could just, just blink ya shit away
Fm
G
Niggas think
G
Cm
I grips and grips to pay
The pain grows in fame and
kangos we're changin strange hoes
Gm
G
Who bang in Range Roves for thangs same shows,
wit lames
Cm
D
The rains goes will stain
Gm
and insane foes who drain
Bb
Cm
And hang rows wit brains
Fm
If you brought it, that means you got it
that means you should have shot it
Fm
Cm
Cuzz I'm about to drop
the ray and Nina
Gm
Locked to kill a liter
Cm
Proped to meaner nigga
I pop the millameter
Fm
Cm
Demarco I'm bout to spark flow
ya bark so hearts wit parts
Gonna make ya heart blow (heart blow),
G
Gm
And don't be was- in,
cuzz- in me buggin me
G
Bout dubbs I be musclin these clubs
Fm
It hurts my nigga the hurt my nigga
Cm
But hurt my nigga is what's
Fm
inspiring these spurts my nigga
Cm
Yellin you gonna slap the
taste out my mouth
Nigga I never scare
Savoir faires everywhere
Gm
If you need me believe me its easy
G
Cm
Ab
D
Gm
To put hoes in shock to tizzie
Bb
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
These glocks'll talk fa
Gm
Cm
Bb
Cm
shizzie
G
Cm
[Hook: repeat 2X]
Some say I should worry and
Fm
Ab
Cm
watch where I walk
Yada yada yada nigga,
G
Cm
Gm
I'm a friend, if I was a foe, I would be
G
Cm
Kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- knockin
at yo front door
[Tech N9ne]
Industry's faulty, idustry's salty (man)
The industry cost me,
G
industry brought me (pain)
The industry taught me,
industry caught me (strain)
And you niggas know that the
Cm
industry's awfully (vain)
Fm
I ain't a snake nigga all I did is
Fm
Wit sonny now its funny,
you playa hate niggas
G
Cm
Over some cake the fake
of a show me state nigga
G
Gm
In my face will be Don Juan
Cm
Bb
Cm
The Great to late nigga
Fm
I don't speak a lot I peep
And people who speakin usually weak and
G
out for peace and no beef a lot
Gm
Cm
Remember we used to kick it like bros
Dm
Gm
G
Cm
Now you niggas act like bitches and hoes
Wit ya licorice souls
Fm
Tecca N9ne I got the wickedest flows
no mysery will ever get wit this Rouge
Fm
G
I'm pissed in this hole
Cm
Little for side a crypt in his soul
Gm
G
Instead of a rap I should have
Who kept Short Nitty from
killin you (Me)
Who kept Diamond from
drillin you (Me)
Whp kept villain niggas from
bill dealin you (Me)
Gm
G
So now you can take away me
Cm
and keep on talkin crazy
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Gm
And where you stay D
G
Gm
Cm
G
Cm
G
Cm
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
You can't turn enough
Cm
You can't find a harder
Fm
rapper that'll convince me
G
Cm
I'm wit the Canties,
the Ashbees, the White Bears
Cm
and the muthafuckin Timleys
Fm
The theories, the buyers,
You know the families that are
known to be bad for humanity
G
Cm
Can he be bad, can he be tough,
can he be rough
D
G
No cream puff are considered
Nobody likes you not even ya
Cm
They sick of yo disrespectful
way of speakin explicit
Gm
Cm
big yo dick is
Gm
G
Betta hope Anghellic go mutli- plat
Cm
inum to get yo riches, blood
This is the end of men who
were once friends and then
One asshole thought he was somethin
G
When punks bend over they get
Cm
FUCKED (get fucked)
Gm
G
So hand over them Tech tapes or get
Fm
You must think I'm soft for talkin to
Cm
Icey Rock bout the Nina out
Fm
I'm trippin without a doubt
G
I'm a tell you really is yo friend
Cm
G
Mail Bakari and maybe you and
And tell like it is again
It's over man,
I hope you brought your novacain
I know the pain, is slowly takin over brain
Gm
G
Cm
So calm that mufuckin wombat
D
Gm
G
I don't need no Don Juan tracks
Cm
Gm
G
Cm
To come bomb on rap
[Hook]
[Tech talkin]
That's what I'm speakin on
Fm
Cm
dog that's real shit
Gm
Nigga walk around like his
Gm
Gonna cut ya nose off and stick up ya ass
Cm
so you can smell that shit man
Ya know what I'm sizzlin
Dog...you drew first blood man
That was dog shit
Gm
You know what I'm sizzlin
Gm
Talkin bout knockin me out nigga
Cm
Gm
G
Cm
Ya know what are we
Yo
[Tech N9ne]
Fm
Cm
Dr. Dre here I come
Fm
G
Timbaland here I come
Cm
G
Neptunes here I come
Alchemist here I come
Bb
Gm
G
Sick Jack here I come
Dm
Gm
G
Swizz Beats here I come
Cm
Trackmasters here I come
Don Juan be done
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