Тональность: F major
Verse 1
D
When I'm on the mic,
I stand tall with gall
G
Style worth more than anything
F
D
you goin' find in mall
The treasure of the mutiny is
what keeps you all enthralled
F
D
I lively up the people with the yes,
yes, y'all
Verse 2
D
Create, wait, watch and let the fake fall
G
F
Employ my strategy like checkmate
D
Call your bluff in that destruction,
of all previous discussion
F
When I hit like a concussion,
D
your heart rate stall
Verse 3
D
Recorders all stall, you jaw'll go slack
G
F
I deliver makin' quivers and
D
shivers all down your back
Like a river flow the beat
Bounces in Cadillacs,
Gm
F
bumpin' that vicious Blackalicious
Verse 4
F
D
Kick drum, that keeps punchin' through that
speaker
Countinously, meticoulously, etchin out
the spaces in time
For miles affecting rhymes that
changing minds permanently
Like mescaline, giving your whole perception,
perspective
A new design that wreck
that misconception
Verse 5
D
Now, we seeing, eye to eye yet?
G
Can the MC speak? The suck
F
D
as stay quiet
The crowd can get rowdy
like the party was a riot
G
Try it and the ladies will,
F
D
who ride your ass up out the spotlite
Verse 6
D
"You crazy, don't you know that
fool Lateef'll set it on you?
Gm
He better than you",
D
F
D
she telling you the truth due
I give you the proof due
Step you, end up getting cut up by the
Gm
F
cornerstone's edge
Verse 7
Eb
D
Down back, by the end I say,
?Don't get contrary?
'Cause baby,
Gm
F
I'm very highly motivated
D
I'm trying to do that play and
ownership thing like Isiah did
Hope your vision ain't impaired
G
F
But my prayers, you can
Verse 8
F
D
hear what I'm saying to you
Now, if you fakin' it,
may sound strange to you
G
Like some way under my breath,
F
D
maybe I'm playing
But I only do that murder rap shit,
for those whose the cap fit
G
F
As for the rest, I'm trying to you all,
D
Eb
back to the essence
Verse 9
D
Back to the essence,
when we in the house feel the almighty presence
G
F
Eb
D
Making MC's act humble
Bm
D
like peasants
Smoking the mic and leaving
nothing but resin
G
F
Making the spots,
D
pop like pots full of wesson
Verse 10
D
Making it hot cooking,
your goose and your pheasant
G
F
Gm
Taking your props leaving your ass,
Soul exposed, no material protection
Low and behold,
we going back to the essence
Verse 11
D
I be that G I to the F,
when I get def up on that mic
I swing that lefty,
F
D
no discrepancy and effortlessly
And in the right frame of mind
Electricity combined with mind,
F
soul and the way I flex the agility
Verse 12
D
Focus, ability makes some heads
quite restless in this vicinty
Trying to fill me out but they just jesters
G
F
D
in my vicinty stuck in my art
Trying to feather my energy,
I bless plenty of enemies
F
Hittin' me with expressions that would,
D
so would like to get rid of me
Verse 13
D
In my quest to be the epitome,
it'll be cold in hell
G
'Fore I feel stress from any
they little insignificant contributions
G
Infinitely I'm mocking yes and don't,
F
D
whenever the gift put out a fly quote
Verse 14
D
Yes, I'm doing my thing and leaving
a cloud of cess smoke
G
Wherever I go, whether I'm balling,
F
D
whether I'm flat, dead, broke
I'm heeding my call and leaving a ball
of rappers with heads roast
G
F
And bringing that universal dopeness to
D
the East and West Coast
Verse 15
G
F
And really no one the best, though is God
D
Allowing you to harness the energy,
F
D
within whoever feels the most
At the moment, takes it the farthest
F
D
So thank Him 'cause it's through
you that he manifest artistry
Gm
F
Like a painting with
Verse 16
D
an infinite,
beyond lifetime warranty
And Satan is a wack diseased,
that needs to be quarantined
F
D
And caged in, I'm riding a boat of
dopeness, come on aboard with me
And engage in a tale of musical invention
Verse 17
D
G
F
An MC lynchin', convention GA
D
Lyrical fifth dimension miracles,
all up in your system
D
F
Eb
Verse 18
Back to the essence,
D
when we in the house feel the almighty presence
G
F
D
Making MC's act humble
like peasants
Smoking the mic and leaving
nothing but resin
G
F
D
Making the spots,
D
pop like pots full of wesson
Verse 19
your goose and your pheasant
G
F
D
Taking your props leaving your ass,
butt naked
Soul exposed, no material protection
Low and behold, we going back to the essence
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