Тональность: G# minor
Verse 1
C
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Em
First
Em
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C
I'm armed till I'm on an island
Em
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My life's riding on an autobahn
E
Before I touch dirt or kill y
Em
'all with kindness
C
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I kill ya, my natural persona's
Em
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You've been warned if you've been born
Em
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Slap up a cop in the snatchy mind
Em
C
of his uni form
E
Leaving with his socks, hard bottoms,
Em
C
and bloomers on
And hanging by his balls
E
C
from the horn of a unicorn
E
Em
Y 'all niggas intellect mad slow, y 'all fags
C
E
Claiming you, banging you, flaming
C
Bet you could light your own
cigarette
with your ass on
E
C
Me and Shady dead in the past
E
Em
C
So that basically resurrected my cash flow
Em
I might rap tight as the snatch
E
C
of a fat dyke
Though I ain't rap tight,
Em
C
my blood type's the 80's
Em
My 90's was like the Navy,
C
you was like the Brady's
Em
You still fly kites daily
C
Catch me in my Mercedes,
Em
bump a nice nice baby
C
Screaming Shady till I die,
Em
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like I had a paradise
Em
C
Life's crazy so I live it to the fullest
Em
C
Tell em Swayze and you only live it once
Em
So I'm thinkin' bout this nice,
nice land
C
And wait, don't stop me now
Em
E
before I get on a roll
Let me tell you what this pretty
E
little dame's name is
Em
C
Cause she's kinda famous
And I hope that I don't sound too
E
heinous when I say this
what
Em
E
I wanna stick my penis in your anus
C
Em
You morons think that I'm a genius
E
Em
C
Really, I belong inside a
Em
dang insane asylum
E
C
Came to try them trailer parks
E
Crazy, I am back and I am razor sharp
Em
C
Baby in this back with a capital B
Em
with an exclamation mark
C
Maybe you should listen
when I rip the linguistics
Em
E
C
Cause when I rip this mystical
slick shit
You don't wanna become
C
No more statistic of this shit,
cause after I spit the bullets
E
Ima treat these shell cakes
C
things like a soccer ball
Ima kick the ballistics,
so get this dick, ima live this
E
Living life in the fast lane
C
Moving at the speed of life,
Em
E
and I can't slow down
Em
C
Em
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
E
C
But I'm almost at the finish line,
Em
E
so I can't stop now
Em
C
I don't really know where I'm headed,
Em
C
cause I'm enjoying the ride
Em
Live and roll til I drop and ride til I die
C
I'm living life in the fast lane
Em
C
Pedal to the metal
Em
Living life in the fast lane
Pedal to the metal
C
Em
Yeah, my whole goal as a po et's
C
to be relaxed in orbited
war with a bottle
Em
C
as Captain Morgan attacks my organs
Em
My slow flow is euphoric,
C
it's like I rap endorphins
Em
I made a pact with the dev il
E
Em
C
that says I'll let you take me,
E
you let me take a shovel
C
Dig up the corpse of Jack of Orkin,
go back and forfeit,
E
Em
C
more beef than you can pack or fork in
E
I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down,
Em
C
my tenement chimney down
It's semi -ceramidy, pal,
C
enterin' in the vicinity
Now, I was callin' him,
Em
but he threw away the candy
and ate the wrap
C
Em
I chewed him up, and spitted him out,
C
gargity up, now dick it down
He's lookin' around this club
Em
and it looks like people are
E
Em
havin' a shit fit now
C
Em
Yeah, little ch -ch -trailer trash,
E
Em
C
take a look who's back in tip -to -town
Did I s -s -s -start a muthafucka?
C
he's just a whole muthafuckin' war run
Em
E
Get that down, every time he comes,
Em
C
I flip it round
Then he came to the club tonight
E
C
with 5 -9 to hold this bitch down
E
Like a muthafuckin' chick in the water,
Em
he's tryin' to drip the drown
C
Shorty, when you dance,
you got me captivated
Just by the way that you keep lickin' them dicks,
E
like her lips are magitated
point you don't suck my dick,
E
C
then you're gonna get decapitated
Other words, you don't
Em
fuckin' give me head,
E
C
E
then I'ma have to take it
C
This gon' say the whole rap game
E
passed away on top of the affidavit
C
E
Graduated from master de bater
C
slash massive masturbator
The Michael Jackson's activator
Meaning I'm on fire off the top
Em
Might wanna back up Dexter
E
Em
Rollin' over hip -hop
C
in a verbal tractor trailer
Homie, they sick,
E
C
you can normally ask a hater
Don't it make sense to de
C
It's just like a bag of paper
Dropped in the lap of a tax evader
C
I make that ass drop like
a sack of potatoes
Em
E
C
What girl? I'm the crackulator
Proculator of this party
E
C
Be my penis ejaculator
Later, tell your boyfriend
E
that you just struck taters
C
You rollin' with a player
You won't be exaggerating
Em
when you say it, Livin'
C
E
Livin' life in the fast lane
Em
C
Movin' at the speed of life
Em
E
and I can't slow down
Em
C
Only got a gallon in the gas tank
E
C
But I'm almost at the finish line
Em
so I can't stop now
C
I don't really know where I'm headed
Em
E
Em
Let's en joy the ride
C
Let's go road till I drop
Em
and ride till I die
C
Livin' life in the fast lane
Em
C
To the metal
Em
Livin' in the fast lane
C
Em
C
To the metal
Em
E
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C
E
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E
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Em
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C
Head up to the meadow,
Em
head up to the meadow
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