Dead 'em: accordi di
Illy
Illy

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Tonalità: F major
Verse 1
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Earthboy, Illy Al, Solo, Jeremity,
Mr. Moff, Manterra
G#m
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Select your weapon of choice
and just get em like
G#m
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G#m
Earthboy, Illy Al, Solo, Jeremity,
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G#m
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Mr. Moff, Manterra
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G#m
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Select your weapon of choice
and just get em like
G#m
Yeah, last night my rhymes
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brought the same effect as mortars
G#m
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Told from the critics' corners
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to the record authors
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Left heads a mess,
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trauma and stress disorders
G#m
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Wrecking balls with all respect
to the pecking order
G#m
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Fine, tell them take aim at my mob,
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G#m
I hope it pays off
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It's the only shot that they got,
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so justify that
G#m
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And say what you want, mantra man,
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G#m
I think the world's gone mad
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I'm about to lose the plot
G#m
On a beat, facing a six MC,
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single file, firing squad
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G#m
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No word of which shot, signed it off,
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darling God gave a hotline to God
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Code of honor means it's never spoke,
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since we don't get picked to spot
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What? Renegades separ
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ate threats from jokes
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Now most ain't gonna catch us,
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most ain't getting close
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G#m
No, we dodge left,
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then we hook and ride,
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hook and unhook and lie
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O .B .C. tracks when you die
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Last night my rhymes started a revolution
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G#m
Tell you the truth,
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it was evidently an effin' nuisance
G#m
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Had the hippies following me
for the best solution
Peeps seeking retribution
for the destitution
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But I didn't have a solution at all
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G#m
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Still there's a mural of my name
up on the wall
G#m
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They had my face silhouetted
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for the flag bearers
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G#m
Now I'm like take a bearer,
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famous facial hair wearer
But the difference is, I ain't got no message
I was just freestylin', I was just flexin'
See, they predicted my answers,
no question
Misconstrued my message,
man, man, misdirection
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I didn't mean to get the people in a riot of
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Had them private eyes
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watchin' me since 99
G#m
The year I started rhymin',
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but I'm just a quiet guy
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G#m
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So I'm sayin' sayonara with a
sip of cyanide
G#m
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Earthborn, get him Iliad, get him
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G#m
Bm
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So lo, get him Jeremity, go get him
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G#m
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Mr. Mark, go get him Manterra,
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no questions
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G#m
Select your weapon of choice
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and just get him
G#m
Earthborn, get him
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G#m
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In the hour, solo, to remedy,
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G#m
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Mr. Mark, Manterra
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No question,
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G#m
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select your weapon of choice and just tell
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Yo, last night my rhymes
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took a man's life
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G#m
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Now I'm searching for the perfect alibi
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G#m
They had to scatter and
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hide inside terraces
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G#m
Terrified and panicked,
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yelling terror from the sky
G#m
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Residents gave my description to police
A disturber of the peace
and a menace to the streets
G#m
Provided eyewitnesses,
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now they want fingerprints
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G#m
This is ridiculous,
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I didn't kill him, my lyrics did
G#m
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The flow, it sounded like an air raid
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He was just one of the unluck
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y ones
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Touched by the sound wave
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G#m
But no way that he could
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withstand its impact
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G#m
The syntax, bad inflection,
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arrested his cardiac
G#m
Hey yo, last night my rhyme
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made a man overdose
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G#m
Came home to find some lines
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in an open envelope
G#m
Couldn't let it go to waste
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Had to take a dip, get a taste
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Now he's just another name on the form
For an autopsy report
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stored in the coroner's office
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G#m
Problem was, lack of knowledge
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is the drug when he's on it
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G#m
It's kinda subtle if you listen
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But it bubbles in the system
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G#m
Like in Spring Valley missions
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When we were just some kids
G#m
and smelling like teen spirits
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Couldn't see the limits
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G#m
in a fetal position
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on the kitchen floor
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G#m
Got false and I froze for a minute,
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put my finger on the pulse
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G#m
And too late, his moment was gone
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G#m
Last night they called me in
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and brought me in for manslaughter
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G#m
Four corners caught me
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on a re cording on a camcorder
G#m
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Reported mortars in the chorus
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piece of court order
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And with the drop followed rigor mortis
I'm all for it,
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your mind's drawn an d forecorded
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Moral ma jority are mortified,
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they call it morbid
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Like it can be aborted
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with the applause that we afforded
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G#m
I can hear the sirens ring out,
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we ignored them
G#m
The metaphors that teleported
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you to heaven's door
The string of words that strangle herds
like they kettle cords
The ashes of a man of peace,
the ink of man of war
Go ahead, make a martyr of me,
we got many more
G#m
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Earthborn, get em, in the hour, get em
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G#m
Bm
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Solo, get em, duality, go get em
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G#m
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Mr. Musk, go get em, man terror,
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no questions
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G#m
Select your weapon of choice
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and just dead em
G#m
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Earthborn, in the hour, solo, to remedy, Mr. Mop,
G#m
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G#m
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Manterra, select your weapon of choice
and just do it all
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Last night my rhymes had
the planet fooled,
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smoking mirrors transformed
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an ordinary Joe to Daddy Cool
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The greatest trick the devil ever pulled,
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hypnotized civilized people
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to remind them that they're animals
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The force unstoppable,
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primitive instinct kicks in,
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it descends to mob rule
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Like some sick,
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twisted game of Simon Says
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Get em up, got em up, good,
get em up higher then
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Perfect score every time, like 9 to 10
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G#m
It's Black Magic,
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my riddles pull a rabbit out the hatchet
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Like Siddle in the Ashes,
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G#m
just slide a hand my man
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Nothing more than a masterful
distraction
Masterful distraction,
masterful distraction
Masterful distraction

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