Тональность: Eb major
Verse 1
D
Dm
Bump you pay me,
D
it's all about the gravy
Gm
D
Dm
Selling social gold, playing gangsta roles
D
Gm
In the limelight comes responsibility
Dm
Few noble emcees make it
Dm
Gm
Bump, bump, bump, bump,
Gm
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump
Bump, the beat goes
Gm
Almost forgot where I came from
So wrapped up in emotion
that I got lost
D
Didn't value my past, I said it was slum
Gm
It helped me be the man I am
D
and what I've become
C
D
That's a menace with
this music gon' abuse it
Gm
D
I'ma fuel it, try my best not to spit
Gm
D
that wack shit because it's foolish
If I'm a ball I show it through my ashes,
captains
Gm
D
Not livin' in some fantasy
cause nothin' happens
C
Gm
Whips, rims, hoes, and nights,
Give me stocks, bond shares,
and the stakes that hold the price
I'm talkin' longevity,
elite, prosperity
Changed my plans in
my moment of clarity
Gm
D
Drew my blueprints,
birthed soul of music
Around like -minded people, uh
To keep it moving, I extended my hand
to those who helped themselves
Gm
D
If you sink the Titanic,
C
then you sleep with the whales
D
Dm
Bump you, baby,
it's all about the gravy
Gm
Selling social gold, playing gangster roles
D
In the limelight comes responsibility
Dm
Gm
Few noble MCs make it mainstream
C
D
Dm
Gm
Bump, bump, bump,
bump, bump, the beat goes
Bump, bump, bump, bump,
bump, bump, bump
Dm
Gm
Bum bum bum bum, the beat goes
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum
That nice lyricism
D
while I kick the journalism
Might catch criticism from the songs I write
Now everything left field is always right
Gm
D
As I stand at the pitchers,
C
none of them cold as ice
D
If it was the Doe mainstream radio
Candy paint bling,
hustle would've been in every flow
I was asked,
what kind of rapper stock would I rock?
I couldn't answer it,
C
I don't live in the box
D
Dm
Commercial media builds,
D
Brainwashed fantasies, far from reality
Dm
Lock you in top fully with
Hooked up by the big wigs
Gm
D
with payola ends
Dm
Every hour on the hour,
Gm
every station, same song
Dm
Turn the TV on, lookie here, same song
D
A lot of it deserves a deaf ear and a gong
I feel like Marvin Gaye,
C
what's really going on
D
Is just another way to stop the
black movement
Label lies, use it, turn around, abuse it
But they can't kill the cultures,
D
Real recognize real,
C
you know it when you hear it like
Gm
Dm
it's all about the gravy
Gm
D
Gm
Sellin' social gold, playin' gangsta roles
In the limelight comes responsibility
Dm
Gm
Few noble emcees make
Dm
Gm
Bump, bump bump bump bump,
the beat goes
Bump bump bump bump bump
bump bump bump
Bump bump bump bump, the beat goes
Bump bump bump bump bump bump bump
D
Gm
Got a lot of issues built inside of me
Some say I'm bitter or just plain angry
D
Turn into an ass when I start focusing
My destination clear and I'm envisioning
C
D
Gm
The day people rockin' to my flavor beat
D
It's not a common thing
to want that frequency
Just want my peers around me proud of me
To bring the gold home
and wrap my family
C
D
C
You really can't deny or blame me, see
Gm
Pushing for something much
better than victory
Dm
It's that feeling you get
Gm
from accomplishing
To reach that mountaintop
is astonishing
You're blessed every day
D
so thank the Most High
For opening your eyes and being alive
Gm
Put ting you in gear and
Dm
Gm
D
Gm
Helping you strive to make that climb
D
Gm
Dm
Gm
C
Dm
Gm
Dm
C
Dm
Gm
D
Like uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
Gm
Dm
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
Pump
Gm
Bump, the beat goes
Bump, bump, bump
The beat goes
Bump, bump,
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