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Tonalità: D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Oh,
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Eb
yeah, well the bell has rung because the time is here
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G
F
F
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Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Oh, yeah, we gotta switch it around
Eb
Eb
Bb
Bb
and put the thang in gear
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G
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Bb
Eb
Eb
Oh, yeah, not much is for sure,
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Eb
Eb
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Bb
but this here is true
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G
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Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Oh, yeah, I gotta do it for me,
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Eb
but then I'll do it for you
Verse 2
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G
F
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Bb
Bb
Major attraction, trouble distraction
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Eb
Scramble up my name and it
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Bb
Eb
Eb
still come action
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G
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F
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Bb
Music's our number, dial to sue slumber
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Gm
Gm
Open up your ears to the low
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G
tint of thunder
Creative queens native,
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Bb
mixes are the native
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Eb
Want some fresh shit?
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Bb
then we're correlative
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G
Busta is ferocious,
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un flawed and precocious
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Bb
Airin fools out cause my willy
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G
bodacious
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Bb
Peoples don't blame me,
shorties can't game me
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Eb
Ab
Ab
Country cherokee but the
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Bb
city here made me
G
G
Rock like coral,
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Bb
dis tinctive 'bout my orals
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Ab
Bb
Bb
G
G
Got lil' grime and got lotta laurels
The rhythm stay bangin,
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F
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Bb
Eb
Eb
my one, two thangin
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Ab
Bb
Bb
Is exemplified by the comp left hangin
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G
Percussion's our weapons,
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Bb
drums are smith & wesson's
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Eb
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Eb
Eb
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Bb
Lyrics poppin off leaving deep impressions
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Eb
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Interlude 1
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G
G
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Verse 3
G
G
Bb
Bb
Ab
Ab
Oh, yeah, well the bell has rung
Eb
Eb
Bb
Bb
because the time is here
G
G
F
F
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Oh, yeah, we gotta switch it around
Eb
Eb
Bb
Bb
and put the thang in gear
G
G
F
F
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Oh, yeah, not much is for sure,
Eb
Eb
but this here is true
G
G
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Oh, yeah, I gotta do it for me,
G
G
but then I'll do it for you
Verse 4
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G
I feel what the beat does,
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F
Bb
Bb
people fuck wit me cause
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Ab
When the song end,
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Gb
I become what the beat was
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Ab
C
C
Same thing as other,
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Bb
no need for cookie cutter
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Ab
The bar gets raised,
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G
not your average old gutter
C
C
Bb
Bb
For that I hit a chin up, b,
ya time been up
Ab
Ab
Bb
Bb
Would've came sooner but I overslept my get,
up
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Ab
C
C
Now let's get in the middle,
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Bb
girl I'll solve your riddle
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Ab
Cause we can be strong and protect
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G
against the brittle
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F
Bb
Bb
If groupies need to see me, go and get the cd
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Ab
Eb
Eb
I aerosol you all top to bottom like graffiti
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G
Bb
Bb
Biz {?} lot and, dudes say I'm pardon
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Ab
When you hear the music,
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Bb
thus be gins the mardi gras and
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G
Rhymes ain't the issue,
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F
Bb
Bb
that's how I'm gon' get you
Eb
Eb
Don't need a billboard hit
for me to +hit+ you
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G
F
F
The clairvoyant micist, who always
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Bb
come the tightest
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Queens everywhere
Eb
Eb
G
G
demostratin who the flyest
Bb
Bb
Oh, yeah, well the
Verse 5
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
bell has rung
Eb
Eb
G
G
because the time is here
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F
Bb
Bb
Mmm, mmm, we gotta change
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Ab
Eb
Eb
it around and put our thang in gear
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G
F
F
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Oh, yeah, not much is for sure,
Ab
Ab
Eb
Eb
G
G
but this thang is true
F
F
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Mmm, mmm, gotta do it for me
Eb
Eb
and then I'll do it for you
Verse 6
G
G
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Ab
Ab
Oh, oh, gotta do it for me
and then I'll do it for you
G
G
F
F
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Oh, yeah, gotta do it for me
G
G
and then I'll do it for you
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