Tonalità: D minor
Intro 1
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Verse 1
Dm
and tired of these actors
slamming at the rappers
When their album hits the streets
it's just another disaster
They couldn't capture the
real way to rhyme
Bb
Making me wanna hit eject
Dm
instead of press rewind,
waste of time,
that's how I look at these clowns
and when the shit drops,
I know there's gonna be frowns,
but I could give a fuck, toss shit, back it up,
Bb
grab it, clip and pack it up,
Dm
get my shit lifted,
quickly stack it up,
and I'm prepared, I know, I know, there's gonna be a lot of people saying, damn criminal,
Bb
you need to kick back, but fuck that, my ears are tired of these motherfucking chump raps,
Dm
in fact, just stay the fuck
out of the game
before I put you to shame,
Sorry, I have simplistic language
And I ain't even sayin' no names
Bb
Just stay the fuck back
Dm
before I overreact and untang
I got somethin' on my chest
and I gotta let it off
It's time for Mr. Criminal
to come and set it off
Most hoops can't hang,
tryin' to catch some fame
Bb
Makin' yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay up out the game
I got somethin' on my chest
and I gotta let it off
They tell me, criminal homie,
why don't you come and break em off
And hoops can't hang,
tryin' to catch some fame
Bb
Makin' yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay up
Well it's that number
one trap hit
straight from high power click
Haters always gonna hate
but they don't fucking stop
And it ain't just like I said
you need to stay out the game
Trying to get some fame,
Bb
Dm
only making yourself look lame
Don't you ever try to battle me
I'll crack your frame
Analyzing real lives
that your ass can't handle
With a lyrical assassin,
no restraint slashing
Bb
Fool's weak lyrics
Dm
get tossed in the trash can
And what made you want
to pick up that mic?
Must've been smoking
on some bomb
to think that you're tight
Heard you're working on an album fool
that ain't even right
Bb
Let me see who's stout,
Dm
now it is you're gonna fight
I don't like your clique,
and I don't like your shit
As a matter of fact, homie,
you can suck this dick
And if it comes down to it,
fool, I'll bust this clip
Bb
Stay the fuck up out the game,
Dm
you little bustard drip
I got something on my chest,
and I gotta let it off
It's time for Mr. Criminal
to come and set it off
Most fools can't hang,
tryna catch some fame
Bb
Making yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay about the game
I got something on my chest,
and I gotta let it off
They tell me, criminal, homie,
why don't you come and break em off?
And who can't hang,
trying to catch some fame,
Bb
making yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay on top of the game
Another sickness,
and I got a brand new shit list,
and when it comes out
there's gonna be some shit bits
And I want the underground to witness,
Bb
the very first victim
Dm
to get rapped like Christmas
And in the studio,
I know I got skills,
and what they say on the streets,
you kill for thrills
But if you ever imitate me,
you better think twice,
Bb
cause I'm a creep, bust music,
Dm
quickly take your life
I ain't tryna toss shit
and try to earn some stripes
I'm only talking all this shit
cause I don't think that it's right
Too many chunks in this game
fucking up the spotlight
Bb
So when I see these motherfuckers shit
Dm
I'm bombing on sight
Stop paying all these other fools
to write your raps
If you can't write yourself
then your ass is whack
Might get the villains hurt
cause it's a cold ass fact
Bb
Just stay the fuck up out the game
Dm
and it's like that
I got something on my chest
and I gotta let it off
It's time for Mr. Criminal
to come and set it off
Most fools can't hang
tryna cancel fame
Bb
Makin' yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay about the game
I got somethin' on my chest
and I gotta let it off
They tell me criminal, homie,
why don't you come and break em off?
And who's can't hang
tryin' to catch some fame?
Bb
Makin' yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay about the game
I got somethin' on my chest
and I gotta let it off
It's time for Mr. Criminal
to come and set it off
Most who's can't hang
tryin' to catch some fame?
Bb
Makin' yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay about the game
I got somethin' on my chest
and I gotta let it off
They tell me criminal, homie,
why don't you come and break em off?
If you can't hang, try to catch the bang
Bb
Make yourself look lame,
Dm
you need to stay about the game
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