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F

You better quit while you're
Gm
Gm

Motherfucker, you ain't a tough guy
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Your songs lie, you fuckin' herb
Eb
Eb

I got a co -sign from
Illmind
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Ask the block if they know band
Gm
Gm

Every phrase will start with who, man
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

It end with goddamn,
Eb
Eb

that brother nice with it
Gm
Gm

Even the critics dig it
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Eb

I only say important shit like a prison visit
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

I see your internet video
F
F

s and I shake my head
You better quit while
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Waterblock, keep my album spot
Gm
Gm

Cause I tackle issues that
Eb
Eb

ain't talked about
Gm
Gm

with your mom and pop, homie
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

It's a fragile life,
Eb
Eb

a revolutionary man of color
like
Jesus
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Christ over your head, ain't it?
Like a
Vas
P .I. painting
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

I guess that's why the class dummies
Gm
Gm

in the back hate it
and gravitate it to
Eb
Eb

that lowbrow rap instead
F
F

You better quit while you're ahead
Gm
Gm

Don't believe what the numbers
Eb
Eb

on your mind space say
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Half of those are fake profiles anyway
Gm
Gm

You ain't scaring nobody
Eb
Eb

with that tough guy face
Gm
Gm

You were better off dead
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Eb

than living that away
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

You were taking up space, quit right away
Gm
Gm

Boy, jump off a bridge and try
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Eb

landin' on your face
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Motherfucker, how much better can I say it?
F
F

You better quit while you're
Gm
Gm

Ayo, this is dedicated to the
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Eb

sucker in his bedroom
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Who studied street life off the clips on
YouTube
Gm
Gm

Pirate
Pro
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Eb

Tools, did a converse on
Mike
Gm
Gm

Then make a record about
Eb
Eb

a life he ain't livin' like
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

And my beef is just on some street shit
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

You exploiting all my murder
friends who been through it
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Who would rather be alive than dead
F
F

You better quit while you're ahead
Gm
Gm

All good, cousin,
Eb
Eb

I guess the fake is funner
Gm
Gm

Photoshopping bullet holes
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Eb

on your album cover
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Wild bullet holes, little, little babies out in
Haiti
Gm
Gm

I am sure they'd appreciate the
Eb
Eb

murders that you faking
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Never tell the consequence,
post -gun smoke
Gm
Gm

The life sentences,
Eb
Eb

children at funerals
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gangsta, you ain't even a dirty
Sanchez
F
F

You better quit while you're ahead
Gm
Gm

Don't believe what
Eb
Eb

the numbers on your
MySpace say
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Half of those are fake profiles anyway
Gm
Gm

You ain't scaring nobody
Eb
Eb

with that tough guy face
Gm
Gm

You were better off dead
Eb
Eb

than flipping that away
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

You were taking up space, quit right away
Gm
Gm

Or jump off a bridge and try
Eb
Eb

landing on your face
Gm
Gm

Suck it motherfucker,
Eb
Eb

how much better can I say it?
F
F

You better quit while you're ahead
Gm
Gm

What's up to dirty jerks,
Eb
Eb

Hassan
Salam and them
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Illmind produced a bang
that make your neck bend
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Look at your best friend,
like are you hearing this?
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Keep the sample on hom ie,
I ain't clear as shit
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Anyway back to the topic of discussion
Gm
Gm

But then again I've made
Eb
Eb

my point so enough with them
Gm
Gm

But just in case you missed
Eb
Eb

the point once again
F
F

You better quit while you're ahead
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

If you're thinking about dab
bling in some crack smoking
Gm
Gm

If you're trying to keep go
Eb
Eb

ing after the condom broken
Gm
Gm

If you're desperate for
Eb
Eb

money and think of robbing me
Gm
Gm

If you're a concert promoter
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Eb

who think of jerking me
Gm
Gm

If you're thinking of driv
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Eb

ing after a night of liquor
Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

If she got a boyfriend an d
Gm
Gm

you're trying to kick it with her
Eb
Eb

If you think it's just a little info to defend
F
F

Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

You better quit while you're ahead
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Eb
Eb

F
F

Gm
Gm

Me and
Bam been fighting a cold struggle fight sleep
so much our eyelids have grown muscles
7 stacks of islands it's in trouble now we gotta
bring it back for our sons so they can see the sun
and not have to run all day if they ever
made a group they can beat
AK
I'm tryna see them play watching
Yo
Gabba
Gabba
Bismarck's beat of the day
mad rappers wanna see us
DK but we're still running laps
around them other caps
and now I'm coming back like
Douglas
MacArthur without the coward act
he never stuck around to see the hookballer hop fight
back from the bottom to the top like that
Make noise like your uncle at a
cock fight back in the barrio again
Make sure that you get exact
change if you spend

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