Tonalità: Eb major•
Intro 1
D
Fm
Verse 1
Fm
MF DOOM & MF Grimm
- "Dragon’s
Blood + Cayenne = 1000 Degrees"
Verse 2
Fm
"There they go: the clown
and the two thugs"
Verse 3
"Hey"
Fm
MF! MF! MF! MF! MF! MF! MF! MF!
MF! MF! MF! MF! MF! MF!
MF Grimm is hard as hell
Murder anybody, I don’t care who you tell
I bust shells, they all fell
World domination started
sitting in my cell
Potential, kinetic, only time tell
Pressing up unit's for more
to make ‘em sell
Messing up universe,
fractal cause chaos
Communicate with the dead
Eb
Fm
Grimm is in a seance
Don’t take it personal this
Eb
Is strictly business, kid
Fm
Nosy niggas wanna hang around
We’re killing witnesses
We’re into torture, have you tied up
Hollering
Bleed, let you die slow,
Eb
in Heaven, hovering
Fm
Face my adversaries
Eb
Every confrontation conquered and
Fm
Faces of my adversaries, mutilation
Severed and traces of my
adversaries exist
It’s like they never did
Other cases involving Percy Carey, yes
I did a bid dream what the Feds feel,
war
Pistol- whipping pigs old toupee
type
Grimm’s probably twisting wigs
Not a stranger to getting hands dirty
Clothes bloody
Either mine or an enemy or
a close buddy
We’ve come to terms
This the life we lead some
Burn from it,
Eb
Fm
Lucifer indeed they
Can’t separate their wants
from needs some
Learn from it and try to teach the seeds
A new breed coach seeds
Eb
Supply power others throw
Fm
Eb
Fm
Eb
Fm
Salt in the game let ‘em
Roast like they’re sunflowers
Hail gun power, sparks I sneeze
Your style stinks,
Eb
Fm
and I’m Febreze
Eb
I’m Evahflowin’, so I rhyme for Breeze
Fm
Then, willing, I rhyme for cheese
Manhattan, murdering
Lay you down with ease manhattan
Clam chowder,
a thousand degrees niggas
Nowadays, take your eye off
You’re a goner if I think you’re a snitch
Then I throw a cup of water on you
Hit team, fly through
Eb
Kill you on your own corners
Fm
Second team, flight crew
Eb
Mow ‘em down that’s how
Fm
it scatters
Some have kids, but when it’s on
Eb
It doesn’t matter
Fm
Defeat that, they’ll hunt you later
The ones now that pitter patter
Eb
Hit baby formula, Similac, crack splatter
Fm
Fox Five covering kill reporter,
Eb
Fm
take camera
Gun fire? Ducking it,
hunted like Al Qaeda
Strictly with my mind
Choking niggas like I’m Darth Vader
Stick me on the crucifix
Eb
Reappearing days later
Fm
Fuck Jacob’s Ladder time’s changed
Eb
Fm
Use an elevator life is a struggle
So Day By Day’s the Entertainment
Day By Day, we make our moves
So competition hit the pavement
Ghetto politicians, recognition, move
The crowd, i’m waving
Shaking hands and kissing babies
Maybe they’ll assassinate me
Fully automatic, rapid fire bullets fill me
Six Million Dollar Man
Stronger they rebuild me
A hybrid: Michael Corleone
With the perspective of
Michael Concepcion
Fm
You fuck with me, then,
nigga, it’s on with
The clock, moving palms with Viktor Vaughn
I make it "Rain Blood" with Megalon
Brothers in the street know
That Grimm’s a don
Yes, a made man trapped in a wasteland
They know my mind’s a refinery
So they keep an eye on me
Change life for comrades before they
All die on me
I sacrifice mine before they
all die on me
Double- O- 7, tuxedo niggas
spy on me
Unavoidable, death will occur
Niggas left shaken, not stirred
On video surveillance, Grimm is blurred
Put me under the jail
That’s what they prefer
I don’t give a fuck,
tuck my gun in my waist
Tie my belt tight so it stays in place
Get out my chair, crawl up the steps
No elevator,
Eb
so they don’t feel I’m a threat
Fm
But, believe me, I’ma get ‘em
And that you can bet think
it’s a prank
Nothing to see but a knock
Eb
Fm
As he opens the door
I’m on the floor with a Glock
Homemade suppressor, so
the noise won’t start
Most in his face, a few in his heart
Without a trace,
I slithered down the stairs
Upper body strength,
Fm
I’m back in my chair
‘Cause, when I’m mad,
nigga, I don’t care
You talk shit from far,
I’ma leave you there
Reach for your gun, it’s done in vain
Grimm ain’t the one,
you’ll be left in pain
Bullets pollute blood, infect the brain
Fm
I move fast with Kurious
We’re "Shifting Lanes"
Many get jealous
‘cause money we stack
Fm
Every time they try to kill me
I come right back!
Verse 4
"Doc, Doc! Here he comes again!
What do we do?!"
Surrender
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