False Prophets аккорды от
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Тональность: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Bars are sick,
I spit flem in the form of gems
C
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Listen how I kiss it,
Bm
watch the storm begin
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Harsh winds and never coming,
down pouring
C
Cats be faking jacks,
Bm
don't know what they're down for
Verse 2
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The seven and a half combine
over the front line
Cm
The ten percenters, promoting
Bm
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slander with the airtime
Bear in mind jewels be
the tools of the trade
C
Sharp veins,
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Bm
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heavenly praise and dues are paid
Verse 3
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They placed him on pedestals,
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named him the hottest
Cm
A dawn with riches,
Bm
wo men and gold objects
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They spoke confederate
and not to the people
C
Trying to numb off thought
Bm
like shots from a needle
Verse 4
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I peep these cocksuckas, their ways
and actions
Cm
C
The center of attention,
Bm
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the main attraction
If they were authentic,
you think the fame would trap 'em
Cm
Now cypher,
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they all up in the game just act ing
Verse 5
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The worst thing for them
is when one does emerge
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Who exposes that fake shit
Bm
and rattles their nerves
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A lot of niggaz switch sides
'cause it's convenient
Cm
C
They fronting like they down for the
Bm
hood but they don't mean it
Verse 6
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I seen it, suckas with their hidden
agendas
C
Turning their backs to the streets while
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they're living in splendor
And this right here is no small topic
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Trickery is in the air,
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so beware of the false prophets
Verse 7
Bars are sick, I spit flem in the form of gems
Cm
Listen how I kiss it,
Bm
watch the storm begin
F#m
Harsh winds, and never coming,
down pouring
C
Cm
Cats be faking jacks,
Bm
don't know what they're down for
Verse 8
F#m
The seven and a half combine,
over the front line
Cm
The ten percenters, promot
Bm
F#m
ing slander with the airtime
Bear in mind jewels be
the tools of the trade
C
Sharp veins,
Bm
C#
heavenly praise and dues are paid
Verse 9
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As they laugh and smile,
and sip on their drinks
Cm
They disgust me,
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Bm
they can get spit on an ink
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Bm
I sit and I think how de
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termined they make me
C
Bm
Demonic rap clowns from the
Verse 10
PJ's, they hate me
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Greedy as hell,
always showing fake love
C
Bm
Scared of the real ones, even worse,
they fake thugs
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Somebody gave 'em money and
a platform to kick it from
C
They speak real well,
Bm
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but I still don't get it, son
Verse 11
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Eventually they doomed to fall
C
And they should get no space to breathe,
Bm
no room at all
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From a long time ago up
to this very moment
C
They been twisting the truth,
Bm
now I'm their opponent
Verse 12
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They take the people's trust
and misuse it for power
C
I'm 'bout to pull the plug
Bm
and refuse these cowards
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An d this right here is no small topic
C
Trickery is in the air,
Bm
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so beware of the false prophets
Verse 13
Bars are sick, I spit flem in the form of gems
Cm
Listen how I kiss it,
Bm
watch the storm begin
F#m
Harsh winds, and never coming,
down pouring
Cm
Cats be faking jacks,
Bm
don't know what they're down for
Verse 14
F#m
The seven and a half combine,
over the front line
C
Cm
The ten percenters, promoting
Bm
F#m
slander with the airtime
Bear in mind jewels be
the tools of the trade
C
Bm
Sharp veins, heavenly praise and dues are paid
Outro 1
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