Tonalità: Db major
Verse 1
G
Bm
A
Yeah, hah,
F#m
G
When it all come down to it
Am
we ain't have shit!
A
Am
(Woo! Use your mouth,
haha)
A
Ludacris, 4- Ize, it's like this
G
I make
Verse 2
F#m
G
A
niggaz eat dirt and fart dust
Then give you a eighty dollar gift
G
certificate to Pussies 'R Us
A
F#m
A
I eat the whole pie,
and leave nothing but the crust
So you can feel what it's like,
with instinct but no guts
F#m
A
A sac wit no nuts or a mack wit no sluts
Give me a full- body massage,
I still can't be touched
They call me Seymour Butts,
G
A
cause I get mo' ass than most
They say I'm next and got that butter love,
and get too close
Follow the leader cause I'm meaner
G
than medulla oblongota
My Tribe's on more Quests
A
G
F#m
than Midnight Marauders
A
It's all pina coladas, no
cops and robbers
Taking trips back and forth
from here to the Bahamas
I hump more than llamas,
get rolled more than tires
If you say I'm not nice,
G
then you'se a motherfucking liar
Entitled to your Opini- ons,
A
into the next millennium
So many Major Coins that
G
F
I thought I had a million
Verse 3
D
F#m
A
4- Ize, 4- Ize whatcha? 4- Ize
D
G
Yo, I am going
Verse 4
F#m
F
D
to blow up the Earth
G
A
With my "pew- 36 explosive
space modulator"
G
A
Buddha be praised, you meditator
Drop squad interrogator,
85 percent regulator
Bm
A
The Educator and the Almighty Creator,
D
A
dedicator
The separator of fiction,
G
I spark friction
A
Smoking "Hay" without the
Crucial Confliction
4- Ize prescription; microphone,
G
Jackie Stallone
A
Psychic prediction, Egyptian description
Of my psychical,
my flesh is weak and it's pitiful
F#m
A
Spiritual is hooked up to
the invisible
Umbilical cord of my Lord,
G
Kumbiya Devine Kah
F#m
A
Remove paper of tar from every cigar
G
I slap authority like Gabor, Zsa Zsa
A
G
Bm
Half Allah, Half Anti Christ Superstar
A
G
Rocking the microphone
A
F#m
G
with a hand like Dr. Claw
Em
While I'm hitting trees,
G
A
harder than Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an Abobo
F#m
A
I kill villains in slow- mo for
talking crazy in my Dojo
Got nothing to lose,
F#m
like I'm a boxcar hobo
A
When I get Ludacris with bridges
on the promo
Niggas wanna clown,
I'm Homey and Bozo
G
A
Cause in the grand prize game my
G
life calling like Jo- Jo
The name sticks like Toto
D
I keep it realer than alien autopsy photo
A
G
You similar to a Spice Girl going solo
You lost like BEBE, or a dog
named Toto
A
G
My statue of liberty is Re becca Lobo
We Cop Robo, virgo
G
Bust ass like a motherfucking homo,
G
como estas?
A
Tony Del Negro
Built to destroy these kid's
Bm
blocks of Legos
G
Lego my Eggo cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4- Ize,
I stay gifted
G
Manifested, elevated, I uplifted
The elevator, the escalator
"That's not a knife?
That's a knife!"
G
Crocodile Dundee the Alligator Rustler
Cause I hustle ya, under the China
Big Trouble,
little sewer but still I find ya
Cause I'm stinky
Manifest, throw you down
the stairs like a slinky
Yo, my third eye is blinky
E
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