Тональность: F# minor
Verse 1
Ebm
Uh- uh, I'm tryna catch the beat
Uh, I'm tryna catch the beat
I'm tryna catch the beat,
Gb
Ebm
uh- uh, uh- uh
I'm tryna catch the beat
Db
Ebm
N- now, th- th- throw
Verse 2
yo' motherfuckin' hands
Get 'em high
All the girls pass the weed to
yo' motherfuckin' man
Gb
Ebm
Db
Get 'em high
Ebm
Now, I ain't never tell you to
put down your hands
Keep 'em high
And if ya losin' yo' high
then smoke again
Keep 'em high
Db
Now, now, now, now, my
Verse 3
Ebm
flow is in the pocket like Wallace
I got the bounce like hydraulics
I can't call it,
I got the swerve like alcoholics
My freshman year I was
goin' through hella problems
'Til I built up the nerve to drop
Db
my ass up outta college
Ebm
My teacher said I's a loser,
I told her, "Why don't you kill me?
I give a fuck if you fail me,
I'm gonna follow
My heart, and if you follow the charts
Gb
Ebm
to the plaques or the stacks"
Db
You ain't gotta guess who's back,
you see?
Ebm
I'm so shy that you thought
it was bashful
But this bastard's flow will bash a skull
And I will cut your girl like Pastor Tro
Gb
Ebm
And I don't usually smoke
Ebm
And I won't give you that money
that you askin' fo'
Why you think me and dame
cool? We assholes
That's why we here your music
Ebm
'Cause we don't wanna here
that weak shit no mo'
Verse 4
Ebm
N- now, th- th- throw
yo' motherfuckin' hands
Get 'em high
All the girls pass the weed to
yo' motherfuckin' man
Gb
Ebm
Db
Get 'em high
Ebm
Db
Ebm
Now, I ain't never tell you to
put down your hands
Keep 'em high
And if ya losin' yo' high
then smoke again
Keep 'em high
Db
Now, now, now, now, now,
Verse 5
Ebm
you've got mail
Who the hell is this?
Eb
Ebm
E- mailin' me at 11:26, tellin' me
That she 36- 26, plus double- d
Gb
Ebm
You know how girls on Black Planet be
Db
Ebm
When they get bubblee
Db
Ebm
At NYU but she hailed from Kansas
Db
Ebm
Right now she just lampin',
chillin' on campus
Sent me a picture with
Gb
her feelin' on Candice
Ebm
Eb
Who said her favorite rapper
Db
was the late great Francis
it's gettin' late, mami
Your screen saver say tweet
so you got to call me
And bring a friend for my friend
Gb
Ebm
his name Kwel i
Db
Ebm
Eb
Db
You mean Talib, lyric sticks to your rib?
Eb
Ebm
I mean that's my favorite CD
that I play at my crib
I mean you don't really know him,
why is you lyin'?
Yo Kwe, she 'on't believe
Bb
me, please pickup the line
Gb
Ebm
She gon' think that I'm lyin',
Db
just spit a couple of lines
Ebm
Then maybe I'll be able to give her dick
all the time and get her high
Yeah (ow!)
Verse 6
Ebm
I can't believe this nigga used my name for pickin'
up dimes
But never mind I need some tracks
you tryin' to pull tracks out
And my rhymes as fittin' to blow
you, tryin' to blow backs out
Gb
Ebm
Well okay you twisted my arm, I'll
Db
Ebm
assist with the charm, ayo
Ain't you meet that chick at that conference
wit' yo' moms?
And she's the bomb,
boy, she got the bougie behavior
Always got somethin' to say like
Gb
a okay- player hater
Ebm
Anyway, I don't usually fuck
Bb
Db
with the interneter
Ebm
Chicks with birth control stuck
to they arm like Nicolette
Eb
You really fuckin' that much,
Ebm
you tryin' to get off ci garettes
If she think it's fly,
Eb
Ebm
she ain't met a real nigga yet (no)
I apologize if I come off a little
inconsiderate
I got the bubble cushion,
Db
a sister could get a hit of (yeah, yeah)
Ebm
Get 'em high like noon
Verse 7
or the moon
Or room filled with smoke,
a high filled with dope
Y'all assumed I was doomed out of tune
Gb
Ebm
But I still feel the notes the real
Db
Ebm
nigga quotes
Real rappers is hard to find like a remote control,
rap is not a
Used soup it still got life,
Gb
Ebm
that's why I ab use you who are not thugs
Verse 8
Ebm
Db
Ebm
like Tiger Woods
In the hood to have my own reality show
Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver,
Ebm
You's a bitch,
Db
I got ones that are thicker than you
Ebm
How could I ever let yo' words
affect me?
They say hip- hop is dead,
I'm here to resurrect me
Mosh is too sexy to even
make songs like these
Gb
Ebm
That's why the raw don't know your name,
Ebm
Too many featured
Verse 9
MCs and
producers is popular
12 thousand spins,
nobody got to coppin' her
Album, how come,
Gb
Ebm
you the hot garbager
The years clear your im
Db
age and snooped up
Ebm
Label got you souped up,
tellin' you, you sick
Man you a dick with a loose nut
Ebm
Video hard to watch
Verse 10
like Medusa
Ebm
Gb
Ebm
Even your club record need
Db
a booster
Ebm
Chimped up, with a pimp cup,
illiterate nigga
Read the infa, red across yo'
head I'm bread king like Simba
Bolder than Denver I ain't
Ebm
Just a MC with a temper
Db
Ebm
You dancin' for money like honey,
I did this my way
So when the industry crash,
I survived like Kanye
Spittin' through wires and fires,
Gb
Ebm
MCs retirin'
Got yo' hands up,
Db
get them motherfuckers higher, then
Ebm
N- now, th- th- throw yo' motherfuckin'
Verse 11
Ebm
hands
Get 'em high (yeah)
All the girls pass the weed
to yo' motherfuckin' man
Gb
Ebm
Get 'em high
Db
(uh- uh, uh- uh, uh- uh)
Ebm
Db
Ebm
Now, I ain't never tell you
to put down your hands
Keep 'em high (keep 'em high,
keep 'em high, uh- uh)
And if ya losin' yo' high
then smoke again
Keep 'em high
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