Tonalità: D# minor
Verse 1
C#m
The brutal styles and relentless wordplay you
have experienced in this manifesto
will forever be imprinted
into your psyche.
His words will live in the back of your head.
Interlude 1
Like a fuckin parasite
C#m
D#
C#m
Verse 2
C#m
its time to meet da menace,
G#m
a criminal defendant
C#m
cuz wen this track is finished ima need a life sentence dabblin in vengeance,
G#m
i've had it with pre tendin
D#
C#m
now ima need a pension and a palace that's tremendous don't try and mend this,
G#m
i think he gone gonzo
C#m
gimme a tank and a cheeky
freak blonde hoe
hard to speak with my dick
up in her tonsil
when i'm gone she gone need some
palo santo
deflecting bullets like
G#m
i'm made of titanium
hit ya damn cranium,
C#m
knock ya out da stadium
swollen eyes like he hittin
a serrated blunt
D#
number one hated one,
C#m
nuclear uranium
awfully blunted got a bone
to pick with life itself
so far gone i feel like hangin myself
i think it's aimless to help,
it's like i'm under a spell
tha underground overlord,
come n take em to hell
ignoring the fakes,
G#m
yall got horrible taste
my pockets so fat they gettin
C#m
orbital traits
dis playa raising the stakes,
he burnin faces like mace
D#
and sending jaws into space yo,
C#m
i keep my shit laced
Verse 3
C#m
when i come around bitches turn around
dey hear da sound n they
C#m
look me up n down
when it come to da fellas,
i don't know what to tell ya
D#
so all i'm gonna say is that
C#m
i don't fuck around
ya keep runnin dat mouth,
that's anotha round
G#m
pound fo' pound,
C#m
ima puttem in da ground
ya comin with dat fuck shit,
i'm blowin up the function
got nothin else to say bitch,
i don't fuck around
G#m
Verse 4
C#m
D#
C#m
never believe da malevolent force
rippin the head off a corpse
i told em not to press me, its
a dangerous sport
i'm full of rage of a sort,
G#m
because i hate you of course
C#m
too many birds a flockin like i'm fuckin Fishermans Wharf ayo enough with the pitch,
i got somethin to itch
G#m
C#m
and dis Cialis means i'll fuck
it if it look like a bitch
G#m
C#m
i' m slashin both of ya wrists,
come back n open the stitch
i never miss,
comin atcha with da wickedest fist
its the one you can't run from
my style so dumb dumb, col
G#m
lecting a lump sum
C#m
plat
G#
C#m
steerin the chariot, citizens staring
G#m
C#m
he known as the scariest cat
a mack fo' a fact,
you ain't ready fo' dat
G#m
he windin it back just to tackle a rat
C#m
and all that remains is the
G#
mangled remains of yo cap
C#m
i'm takin yo brain never givin it back
Verse 5
lil bitch
C#m
when i come around bitches
turn around
dey hear da sound n they
C#m
look me up n down
when it come to da fellas,
i don't know what to tell ya
D#
so all i'm gonna say is that i
C#m
don't fuck around
ya keep runnin dat mouth,
that's anotha round
G#m
pound fo' pound,
C#m
ima puttem in da ground
ya comin with dat fuck shit,
i'm blowin up the function
got nothin else to say bitch,
i don't fuck around"
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