Тональность: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Em
Yo niggas don't want none of this
Niggas know they can't
Em
Turn this shit up just a little
Am
Em
Am
more
Verse 2
the night in rhyming armor
bomb a nigga like a winter coat
Have him on Death Row
Ebm
searching for an Interscope
Dm
Yet I sparkle like Irene Cara
Symbolize dope like sirens do terror
Mariel just had a baby someone else
decapitated
Flashbacks of past raps make
me so glad I made it
Players is getting traded
I drop a gem off,
them who's style is jaded
My juice is grated
Shit is so banging niggas
say it's gang related
On philosopher's rink of thought,
I've skated with precision
Crews is gettin' split like decisions
Em
Com' will let it ride in collision
Am
Dm
Vision like Colleco or tele,
I battle stars in stellar
Regions, my thought scheme
was my like my offspring
Ebm
Now, it's teething
Dm
My reason of rhyme applies
to season and time
Season of mind,
body and regions divine
In mom's cookouts, I'm leaving
the swine
Ebm
Dm
Verbal vegetarian,
Ebm
Dm
squashed beef with Ice Cube
Ebm
Came in this rap life nude
Dm
Now I'm fully clothed with flows
Em
You tricks can't hide behind
expensive cars and clothes
Dm
Ebm
Dm
Old niggas I expose like
Luke does hoes in videos
With classic material,
Ebm
Dm
imperial and rugged like
Em
Got mag, but my slugs a mic
Dm
You fake like a smile, like a hug, I'm tight
Skip ladies,
this is rip a motherfucker night
Oracle arouse,
Ebm
niggas don't even run for cover right
Dm
Downtown interracial lovers hold hands
I breathe heavy like an old man,
Ebm
with a cold can of Old Style
Hold a Stone Isle profile
Dm
Ebm
Dm
Mix between Malcolm X and Sef
Ebm
when I go wild
Dm
Ebm
Dm
Hold micslike a second nut until
the second coming
Humming coming towards you
Ebm
with power like forest do
Dm
Hip hop, you my bitch and like a
Ford, I'm exploring you
Some wack niggas be cool,
Ebm
with them, I stay cordial
Dm
Flowing room temperature,
cats is presumed miniature
Em
Like golf, soft like Tiger Woods
Ebm
Dm
And real nigga angles I've stood with ways
Ebm
that's geometric
Dm
Ebm
Don't need to rob banks
with dike broads to Set it
Dm
I levitate to the occasion,
lounge like a lyricist
Rhyme wise, you a rest haven
You sat by the door spooked like
I was Wes Craven
You need to do more deletin'
Ebm
and less savin '
Dm
A praise in hell, raisin' heaven
Ebm
Like the bill on my pager leavens
Dm
Ebm
What you should have known
Ebm
You will on day seven
Verse 3
Dm
Hungry hip hop junkie in the city
Hungry hip hop junkie in the city
Hungry hip hop junkie in
Outro 1
the city
Em
Em
Em
Em
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