Tonalità: D major
Verse 1
Eb
Db
Ab
Gb
Eb
Db
Ab
Db
Eb
Db
Ab
Gb
Danger creepin' through the backdoor,
Eb
Db
Ab
Gb
you lie asleep at bay
Eb
Locking through the misty steam,
Gb
Eb
Gb
down the dark hallway
Ab
Eb
Db
Eb
As the tip- toe gets louder and louder,
Gb
Eb
Db
Eb
Gb
I figure too late now
Eb
Db
Eb
'Cause they grab you by the arm,
Gb
Eb
Gb
thrown onto the couch
Ab
Eb
You a snitch,
Verse 2
Db
Ab
Gb
you a snitch
Eb
You've been working under
Db
Ab
Gb
cover all this time
Db
Forming fake friendships,
Ab
Gb
telling them lies
Eb
Db
Taking all what's left of
Ab
Gb
B
E
G
mine
Asus4
But she don't wanna
Verse 3
G
A
G
see, oh
Asus4
It's for my well-
G
A
G
being
Asus4
G
'Cause she don't understand,
A
G
oh
E
I'm a midnight kind of man
Eb
C#
Ab
F#
Verse 4
Eb
C#
"Where's the money?
F#
Where's the money, mister?"
Eb
Yo, with vengence
C#
Eb
F#
Eb
You say,
F#
Eb
"Down by the shoe stash," you remembered
C#
Eb
F#
Eb
C#
Eb
F#
"Let it be known," they say
Eb
F#
"If it happens again"
Ab
Eb
"We'll be coming back
F#
with violence"
Eb
C#
Eb
F#
"And bringing harm, my friend"
Ab
Eb
You a snitch,
Verse 5
C#
Ab
F#
you a snitch
Eb
You've been working under
C#
Ab
F#
cover all this time
C#
Forming fake friendships,
Ab
F#
telling them lies
Eb
C#
Ab
Taking all what's left of mine
F#
B
E
Verse 6
G
Asus4
What she don't wanna see,
G
A
G
whoa (want to see, see)
It's for my well- being (well- being,
Asus4
G
A
G
yeah)
Asus4
G
'Cause she don't understand (understand,
Bm
G
'stand)
I'm a midnight kind of man (ay,
E
yeah, yeah, yes, yes)
Verse 7
G
Em
G
Darling, if this was Grand Theft Auto
Eb
I would have been sent by Sal
A
vatore the Don to
G
Whack you with aluminum bat
'cause your allegiance
Isn't to the family,
A
it's to the courts of law
G
And Lord knows I can't have any leaks
A
This operation I'm running
is a well- oiled machine
A
G
P- pressing up that cocaina in
Em
the form of CDs
And selling it to the fiends,
so I can feed all my peeps
A
G
And you would have it all
Flushed like a stash
when the cops come
I crash into the front door
Bm
G
of the laboratory
'Cause this ain't your passion,
it's mine
And the fact is,
A
you don't give flying fuck about me
G
That's why you're clowning,
Em
and running 'round the village
Running your mouth,
A
doing your best to pillage my image
G
Ah- ah, but those lips
are going to sink ships
E
So I'm cutting you off,
E
not letting you finish, I'll finish now
E
I'm not letting you finish, I'm finished now
I'm not letting you finish, I'm finished now
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