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Verse 1
G G 
 
[sound of Keith Murray intro from Mary J. Blige
'What's the 411' tape
which I could swear has been set to B.I.G.'s
"Who Shot Ya" based on
the sound of the beat (Artifacts assure me that this
is Mary J. Blige)]
"My subliminals, mixed
with criminal chemicals
Got more mily syllables than alphabet
cereal..."
*car door slams*

Verse 2

Tame: I gots ta get this bag of bam ba zi,

fuck this!

Verse 3
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
"You know who the fuck I am so get off
G G 
 
that old bullshucks!"
- - > Redman (scratched sample)
B B 
 
F#m F#m 
 
"He ain't shit, you ain't shit, your momma ain't shit,
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
daddy ain't shit"
- - > Redman (scratched sample)

Verse 4
G G 
 
[Tame One] If I had
it my way,
F#m F#m 
 
every wack MC would die Friday
Em Em 
 
Makin Saturday a better day
G G 
 
Sunday wouldn't start your week
F# F# 
 
off til Monday
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
D D 
 
One day tunes I wrote yesterday will be to
G G 
 
morrow's scriptures for today
At high noon,
B B 
 
Boom Skwad Gods with knowledge
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
Holler at apostles, who squalor in despair,
despisin those who follow
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
Swallowin pride like St. Ide's while
G G 
 
you stare... take a drink
B B 
 
Don't think in a eyeblink I won't
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
start my    hijinks
D D 
 
and hijack a flight [Yeah right,
when?]
G G 
 
Tomorrow night,
F#m F#m 
 
G G 
 
Em Em 
 
cause off the record with the treble and the bass
D D 
 
I chase my lyrics through
G G 
 
the rap race
Last place is simply not
Em Em 
 
an option in my case
D D 
 
Waste not want not because I front not
G G 
 
The Notty keeps his lyrical
B B 
 
shotty cocked
Em Em 
 
and locked up  at your temple,
G G 
 
over instrumentals
B B 
 
("It's all in your mind") you No.
2 like the pencil
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
The Boom Skwadron, Godson,
who got the Bop Gun
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
The top gun, from the jump like Datsun
G G 
 
I got one, candy- coated rote rhymes
skits I shit on when I get on
Em Em 
 
Then flip the scripts like I had Zips on
G G 
 
D D 
 
It's on like electrical,
G G 
 
my symmetrical
alphabetic keeps my competition
Em Em 
 
ridin on my testicles
D D 
 
("he ain't shit,
G G 
 
you ain't shit, ain't nobody shit")
You to the rescue,
B B 
 
let me test you
Em Em 
 
Who the best crew, most definite
G G 
 
has to be the Skwad cause
I'm the President
B B 
 
All you misrepresenters with
Em Em 
 
your twelve inches need pinches
D D 
 
G G 
 
Wake the fuck up and  check
out what this is
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
("he ain't shit, you ain't shit,
D D 
 
G G 
 
your momma ain't shit, ain't nobody shit")
B B 
 
I can't see nuttin but victories
G G 
 
Em Em 
 
MC's think they can get to me,
then bring it
G G 
 
Cause once I pass the blunt to my
Lieutenant then we in it
Em Em 
 
For the infinite, no play play
D D 
 
The notty headed Newark nigga from
G G 
 
NJ and the Sensai
represent fully,
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
playin bullies out for yappin
D D 
 
Thinkin you'll be rappin,
G G 
 
get tapped and say you scrappin
B B 
 
While I been waitin hatin fake
Em Em 
 
MC's that make they bacon
with passion,
G G 
 
D D 
 
G G 
 
rippin up they stickers for reaction
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
Practicin on rap has- beens,
G G 
 
B B 
 
I'm down with the Biz like Backspin
F#m F#m 
 
Dissin Mikes like the Jacksons
Em Em 
 
D D 
 
Thick like the lips on that Fugee chick
G G 
 
Hard like the dicks in booty
B B 
 
flicks
Em Em 
 
Dissin niggaz like a snooty
D D 
 
bitch (trick)
G G 
 
I only pop a coochie if it smells Gucci
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
Get the   lucci hit it for months and then smoke blunts
D D 
 
G G 
 
with the hoochies
("What's the flavor
Dunn" - Tame)
You know the flavor like blue cheese
Em Em 
 
D D 
 
on how I make crews bleed and school

Verse 5
MC's who try to do me
G G 
 
("He ain't shit,
B B 
 
F#m F#m 
 
Em Em 
 
you ain't... ahh motherfucker")
D D 
 
"Do me baby, do me baby"
G G 
 
("he ain't shit,
F#m F#m 
 
you ain't shit...")
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
"bom ba zi, it ain't over
motherfuckers"
Em Em 
 
("He ain't shit,
G G 
 
you ain't shit")
Outro: Rhino CMZ

Verse 6
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
75% water, H2O, PE, alcohol, oil
Dependin on temperature,
Em Em 
 
D D 
 
G G 
 
what's the hot shit?
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
Rhino, Tame,
G G 
 
Boom Skwad, Hidden Descent
Em Em 
 
INI, Reflections, check the Twins
G G 
 
B B 
 
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
Aight God, recognize what's fake
Em Em 
 
Time to turn platinum to purple chrome
G G 
 
Green purple yellow red white chrome

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