Tonalità: C# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I
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stagger in the gathering possessed by a patter-in
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That That be scattering
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Over the global my vocals be traveling
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un raveling my abdomen
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It's slime that's babbling
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grammatics that are masculine
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I grab the men, verbally badgering broads
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I wish that Madeline was
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back on Video LP
I went against all odds and
C
got a even Steven
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Proceed to read and not believing
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everything I'm reading
But my brain was bleeding,
C
needing feeding and exercise
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I didn't seek the best of buys,
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it's a lie to textualize
C
I analyze where I rest my eyes
Gm
And chastise the best of guys
with punchlines
I'm Nestle when it's crunch-time
For For your mind like one time
C
Dm
If poetry was pussy I'd be sunshine
Gm
Cause I deliver like the Sun-Times
Confined Confined in once-mines on
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on dumb rhymes I combine
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I'm hype like I'm unsigned,
C
my diet I un-swine
Gm
Eating Eating beef sometimes,
C
I try to cut back on that shit
Dm
C
This rap shit is truly outta control
Gm
C
My style is too developed to be arrested
Gm
It's the freestyle,
so now it's out on parole
They tried to hold my soul in
C
a holding cell so I would sell
Dm
I bonded with a break and had
Gm
enough to make bail
C
A Mr. Meaner fell on his knee for the jury
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Gm
I asked No for his ID and the judge
thought there was two of me
C
Motion for a recess to
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retest my fingerprints
Gm
C
They relinquished Sense, cause I was guilty in a sense
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C
Interlude 1
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Verse 2
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I ride the rhythm like a Schwinn bike
C
when in dim light
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I use insight to enlight devices
Gm
hit the skin tight
C
Words of wisdom wail from my windpipe,
Dm
imagination's in flight
Gm
I send light, like Ben's kite
I've been bright
C
Get open like on gym nights and in
fights I send rights
Dm
Don't hook with skins my friends like
Gm
I spend nights up in dykes
In spite, I've been indicted
C
Dm
as a freak of all trades
Gm
I got it made
I bathe in bass lines,
rinse in riffs, dry in drums
Dm
Come from a tribe of bums
hooked on Negro and mums
Gm
Had to halt with the malt liquor
Dm
Cause off the malt liquor, I fought niggas,
C
now my speech and thoughts quicker
Gm
Cruising Southside streets with
C
no heat and no sticker
Dm
UAC got my back and we
Gm
don't get no thicker
UAC got my back and we
C
don't get no thicker
Dm
Gm
UAC got my back and we don't,
now check it
I'm a ho but not a ho nigga,
C
ain't scared of no nigga
Gm
But it's my turn to go I gotta go
C
And I'm gone with the storm
Outro 1
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