Tonalità: G# minor
Intro 1
Fm
Verse 1
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Fm
I'ma definitely sold it,
and already I know it
Bring em, get em, I'ma shred em,
I'm so ready and focused
That's just half of it, homes, shit,
I'm past all these clones
Tell whoever think it's better,
J .R.'s back in his zone
I'ma definitely sold it,
and already I know it
Bring em, get em, I'ma shred em,
I'm so ready and focused
That's just half of it, homies
Shit, I'm past all these clones
Tell whoever think it's better,
J .R.'s back in his zone
It's me again,
Bbm
Fm
the evil and the ether and
Fever, phlegm, cold, whoa
Bring back the beat again
Use the street, pretend
Bbm
Fm
This'll make your season spin
Bbm
Fm
And turn you to an other faggot
Bbm
Fm
running like Lieberman
You crazy not to listen
Bbm
Fm
I'm just sick and I can fix ya
Block or fix em, let em know
I roll with a block of henchmen
Bbm
I'm livin', watch this, listen
Fm
Pendant, got so much rice in it
Bbm
Fm
I can feed a flock of pigeons
To the streets, I'm faded
Leapin' angles, beat your maids,
you chumps
Thunk, dunk, punks, doggy,
you'll need some steak
Bbm
When it's eagle laid, you heat your face
Fm
Bbm
Fm
You rich, then you'll die with your chips
In a box like a legal cable
I ain't a hater, soldier
But some of these players know her
These rappers overrated
and need to be rated over
They the epitome,
Bbm
I'm here to make history
Fm
Show these lames how to aim
Bbm
and put this game out of its misery
Fm
I'ma definitely sold it, and
already I know it
Bring em, get em, I'ma shred em,
I'm so ready and focused
That's just half of it, hoes, shit,
I'm past all these clones
Tell whoever think it's better,
J .R.'s back in his zone
I'ma definitely sold it,
and already I know it
Bring em, get em, I'ma shred em,
I'm so ready and focused
That's just half of it, hoes, shit,
I'm past all these clones
To whoever think it's better
to go back in it's own
I give the roar and pour the door
distorted for the Porsches
Drop whips, got chips
that make the horses horses
We're getting more than nauseous,
it's what I rock on
This ain't Polo gorgeous,
this Polo Georgeous
Bbm
Fm
But I wear plush, yeah slut, rear ups
Chip, I'm a pimp,
you should brush damn my airbrush
Bbm
Fm
Flair tuck, yeah duck,
Bbm
Fm
I ain't gotta stare much
Bbm
Fm
Snap my fingers, black it,
Bbm
and I'll leave you in your pig chucks
Fm
Pear slapped a man,
crack his damn spinal cord
Wired jaw, black sedan,
sittin' out of Pakistan
Bbm
Fm
For this pack of ten, ax a man, coward
This fiend's a rush hours,
and I ain't talkin' Jackie Chan
Bbm
That's coke dope, old spoke,
Coakley's overseas,
Bbm
Fm
sittin' in a rowboat
Bbm
Fm
Across both coasts, east, west, post smoke
So what, we'll be waitin' for your fix
when you go broke
Bbm
Fm
I'ma definitely sold it,
and already I know it
Bbm
Fm
Bring em, get em, I'ma shred em,
I'm so ready and focused
That's just half of it, homies, shit
I'm past all these clones
Tell whoever think it's better,
J .R.'s back in his zone
I'ma definitely sold it,
and already I know it
Bbm
Fm
Bring em, get em, I'ma shred em,
I'm so ready and focused
That's just half of it, homies, shit
I'm past all these clones
Tell whoever think it's better,
Bbm
J .R.'s back in his zone
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
Bbm
I'll
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