Tonalità: Eb major
Verse 1
B
Am
Dm
C
M .I .C.
G
C
Am
M .I .C.
B
M .I .C.
C
The grim reaper will reap so
B
don't sleep or make a peep
Am
I'm deep, I got a shawty
Dm
and it pumps like a
G
C
As it pump, you weep,
G
your options creep
C
Em
I'm not pumping daylight soul,
B
I'm pumping little creeps
In heaps and heaps of lead
like sheep that led
Am
To their deathbed, fed,
Dm
D
C
instead of making bread that left dead
G
Ripped to shreds, twisted, hangin'
C
Em
B
I rest heads to bed like
club head get wise
Em
Am
Realize that sometimes
B
hypnotize emcees
To my rhymes and lines
that they memorize
C
Strap kick, dick sticks, built like dick sticks
B
The two picks, I kick ass,
quick and sick like a karate flick
Chop you like a brick, you tick
C
Am
Flame brother, either father,
brother, king or mix
Dm
D
C
But you're dope as shit,
G
C
you dick, I stick niggas up
B
Cause I'm a lunatic,
my victims are handpicked
C
You wiped off like lipstick,
B
seasick or homesick
Am
Pretend I'm glad you beat
D
that ass with a boomstick
C
Say one word, and yes,
G
your ass I'll chase
C
B
That's not gas, that's fear in your face
Help the words, no handshake,
you're soft like cheesecake
Am
Tough like beefsteak,
Dm
but sweet like shortcake
D
C
G
A young star, my fall, that's up the bar
C
B
No matter who you are,
I'll be ready to spar
Em
B
Cause the mic is a crowbar,
Am
my rhymes are solar
B
Classy like a jaguar,
the microphone all -star
C
Am
B
Grim's a diehard, chill on the boulevard
C
With my bodyguard, he's big like it's
B
St.
Bernard's in war
I declare, so be aware, it's so fair
Am
Cause you can't compare
gold to silverware
Dm
I
C
DESTROY!
You the fuck on my path,
G
you interfering with me
C
B
Go against me nigga,
you don't want no dealers with
I
DESTROY!
You the fuck on my path,
you interfering with me
Am
Go against me nigga,
Dm
D
you don't want no dealers with me
C
DESTROY!
the fuck on my path,
G
you interfering with me
C
Am
B
Go against me nigga,
you don't want no dealers
You can't cause a dent to
my demented senses
Am
D
C
Relentless pain, no novocaine I drill like a dentist,
couldn't prevent this
G
C
B
Heart like cement tape, musical rape,
leave you hanging like drapes
I crush microphones like they were grapes
Am
On tour, I make a lot of paints
Dm
C
But the words you heard,
G
Am
C
I meant this I designed this shape, I bent this track
B
Sent this whack apprentice
C
ass right back
B
C
To the drawing board, it was a joke
Am
To the rhyme, overlord,
Dm
D
C
overlord, overlord soul
G
C
Catch the wave like coke,
B
let you float like a surfboard
C
B
Stompin' the streets, I tear up clubs
Am
You reach for the mic and
Dm
I leave you with nub s
C
G
A frog brings sales like a bag of chips
C
B
When a rapper try to flip,
or either give me lip
Catch me at my maddest,
C
B
Am
that's when I write my baddest shit
Dm
C
Then I lock like a pick on the paper
G
Sic em, another victim for the
C
Am
musical raper
B
Round ripper, style stripper, non -hipper
Am
Em
Sharp like a nail clipper
Am
C
I'm bigger than both of the dippers
B
And very dapper,
Am
B
I'll go deeper than flipper
C
Am
But when it come to rappers,
rappers, rappers
C
B
C
B
Huh, y 'all just little whippersnappers
C
B
So what up, what up, punk, shut up
Am
I'll get your jaw broke like
Dm
Grazerutter
C
Ah shit, I'm at it again
G
C
Am
B
Chasing motherfuckers like I'm
Rin
Tin
Tin
C
B
The final chapter, no more laughter
Am
Dm
As I bomb your ass just like the day after
C
No nuclear warheads, cause instead
G
C
Em
All rhymes are lost by the
B
kid who's fed
We're infrared to pinpoint the joint
Am
All the place, all the person I chase face
Dm
C
So walk, and don't try to
G
talk when I start to stalk
C
Am
I don't discriminate,
B
Grim
Reaper hates
Am
All
MCs who grab the microphone
Yes, I dislike them wheth
Am
er they're friend or foe
So yo, I start to throw deadly body blows
Eight -punch combos, I turn stars into
John
Doe's
So if you see me at a show, you better
G .O.
And tiptoe your ass out the fuckin' door
I film my shows with a
Handycam
Before I go on, I sip some brandy and
Sprinkle sweet rhymes like the
Candyman
And I cripple
MCs, make them handy, man
I destroy
Get the fuck out my path
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