Tonalità: E minor
Verse 1
Em
Check it out, uh
Am
Em
Check it out, uh
Check it out, uh
Am
Check it out, uh
C
Am
Em
Am
Check it out, uh
C
Am
Em
Check it out, uh
Am
D
C
Am
Check it
Em
Am
C
out, uh
Verse 2
Em
On the 8th day, they all heard God say
Am
C
Let there be hip hop, and then came 'Te
Am
Em
G
Em
In this armor, ill fate sealed with karma
Am
End less black night,
C
Am
attack mic shows when packed tight
Em
One step beyond, be calm,
Am
first letter
C
A- bomb, blowing water out the pond,
Em
Enemy lines, I'm like Kennedy dying
Am
Unknown to mankind,
C
his flesh got him blind
Verse 3
Am
Can you peep me?
Em
G
Em
Wake up, world, you look sleepy
Am
Ain't no nigga man enough to take
C
the land from beneath me
Am
Stand firm,
Em
a plan to sleep with the worms
Am
Some emcees don't like me, but
C
I'm not concerned, yeah
Am
Em
G
I'll pull the slaver into cattle that'll
Am
Em
pre serve every word
C
Got styles harder than liquid now
Am
Em
I'll make a move with the Garcia Vegas
Am
and the tools
Emcees are Doomed,
C
Am
I'm leaving whole crews fatal wounds
Em
G
So bring your shield, steel,
Em
and your skill sicker
Verse 4
Am
The best thing since the
C
invention of the wheel
Em
G
I'm Hi- Tek, going, flowing, foreign object
Em
Am
You got to hustle on the side,
C
Am
and projects worldwide make it known
Em
Wanna battle? Niggas can't be cloned
Am
Em
The epitome and Gods giving
C
enemies the microphones
Am
Em
They ex plode on sight,
Am
we tearing up land
C
Like Japan, so every man better hold tight
Am
Em
Wack emcees with pens?
That's a sin
Am
Don't make a move,
C
doom the beginning of the end
Verse 5
Am
I kick this shit for my peeps
Em
an d all those who seek
Am
The unthinkable inform
C
ation for the streets
Am
Em
Things is fucked up in the belly of the beast
Am
To give my mind some peace,
C
I kick this shit for peeps
Am
And all those who seek
Em
the unthinkable
Am
Information for the streets
C
Things is fucked up in the
Am
Em
belly of the beast
G
Em
To give my mind some peace
Am
Dm
I kick this shit for peeps and all
those who seek
Verse 6
Am
G
I'm known to defeat mobs, teach hives,
Am
watch and get street jobs
C
Sicking killer journals on those
who wanna meet God
Am
From the unknown,
G
Em
we're prophets of an ill call
Am
80 G's, low key,
C
Em
locked in a steel vault
G
Now that's the combination
Em
Am
Timothy McVeigh type thoughts,
C
the word react, abomination
Am
I bomb a nation, spark an L and make
Em
a toast (toast)
Am
This the foremost (Most) bumping
C
reggae rhythms by Don Carlos
Verse 7
Am
Em
I'm here testing the red resin,
Am
my crew spread, expressing
For good greens,
Em
Am
I'm running hood scenes in stead of stressing
Em
Them grim cops who watch
Am
crop spots or young jakes
Up in the locks,
C
dropping dimes on head that clock knots
Am
Em
I roam streets on chrome
Am
elites, I used to bone freaks
C
At phone reach, but now my time
is spent with Tone's beats
Verse 8
Am
I kick this shit for my peeps
G
and all those who seek
Am
The unthinkable informa
C
tion for the streets
Am
Em
Things is fucked up in the belly of the beast
Am
To give my mind some peace,
C
I kick this shit for peeps
Am
Em
An d all those who seek
G
Em
the unthinkable
Am
Information for the streets
C
Things is fucked up in
Am
Em
the belly of the beast
To give my mind some peace
Am
I kick this shit for peeps and
all those who seek
C
Check it out, uh One love to the streets
Verse 9
Am
Em
Am
One love to the streets
C
Am
Em
Am
C
One love to the streets
Am
Em
Check it out, uh
G
Em
Am
One love to the streets
Check it out, uh
C
One love to the streets
Am
Check it out, uh
G
Em
Am
C
Em
One love, one love
G
Em
Am
C
Am
Em
G
Em
Am
C
Am
G
Am
C
Am
G
Em
Am
Outro 1
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C
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