Тональность: G minor
Verse 1
Em
Sit back, close your eyes
Bm
Em
Peep back, got you open wide
D
I'll let you get a taste of me
Em
It's going down in mystery
D
Sit back, close your eyes
Em
Bm
Peep back, got you open wide
Em
D
I'll let you get a taste of me
Em
It's going down in mystery
Verse 2
D
Well it's the microphone ripper,
Em
party- rockin' gift of gab
C
Em
I hit the scene, lift you on my beam
And send you through my high plains
D
Em
Mind- train shiftin' through your migraines
D
Spit with that I hit with patterns
Em
get you twisted sideways
Verse 3
Em
And I'm the head honcho, sport
golden tonsils
Inventing new styles all
Bm
Em
the time like pronto
Four by four,
D
Em
runnin' over suckers like a Bronco
C
Em
Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but
they wrong though
Verse 4
D
We walking up and locking up the game
Em
and sparking up the flame
You're not gone' be the same when our
flow reach your brain
It's about to bust
Verse 5
D
Not your crush, show up at our
Em
show in a tacky dress
Sparking us, talking 'bout your prowess
but we're not impressed
Verse 6
Em
Checkmate, populous crush,
monstrous plush
C
Rhymes that just thrust
Em
onto your buck buck
Just rush
Verse 7
Em
Just rushing like the Nile River,
power we deliver
See it's (going down
in mystery)
Verse 8
Em
Sit back, close your eyes Peep
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
D
Bm
Sit back, close your eyes
Em
Bm
Peep back, got you open wide
Em
D
I'll let you get a taste of me
Em
It's going down in mystery
D
Sit back, close your eyes
Em
Bm
Peep back, got you open wide
Em
D
I'll let you get a taste of me
Em
It's going down in mystery
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep back,
got you open wide
F#dim
Em
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Verse 9
Em
You know,
I know, you know, I know
(It's going down in mystery)
You know, I know, you
know, I know
(It's going down in history)
Verse 10
D
(Gift of Gab won't you learn 'em and
(That the fire that you spit
Em
Burning up the track and turning
up the action
D
(Murder one attack him)
Em
Serving what you're rapping
Urban gutter anthems
Bm
(Certain of the fact)
Em
Curtains for the wack
Searching for the knack
D
Em
(You're pervin' off the fatness)
C
Fury of the rather early mornings after
Em
(Worldly like disasters)
Purely just the baddest,
D
Em
the chief clamp down on 'em
C
(Like a vice on a melon squeezing
Em
tight on your temples)
Feel the bass (as the wind blows)
In your face (and your mental) hear
the taste
Instrumentals even break down
on you like this
D
(We surpass your previous
standards) drastically
Em
D
(Mastering bass), setting
(Beneath the skylight)
And days (and weeks) and months
(go by)
And years (and decades) and we
still so fly
(While the others are just
fly by night)
And not tight (we keep writing)
Like scribes (but we tight) and so
wise (c'mon)
Verse 11
Em
The rhyme historian exploring
everything that we got
C
Em
And even more so we exploring
everything that they not
D
These are the glory days for lyricist
Em
s, forever we plot
Wait wait wait wait hold on a second bring
it back (we plot x 4, c'mon)
D
The rhyme historian exploring
Em
everything that we got
C
Em
And even more so we exploring
everything that they not
D
Em
These are the glory days of lyr icists, forever we plot
D
Em
D
Bm
Em
C
Bm
Em
D
Em
(It's going down in mystery)
Verse 12
Bm
Em
Bm
You know, I know, you know,
Em
D
Em
I know
(It's going down in mystery)
You know, I know, you know,
D
Em
I know
Bm
Em
(It's going down in history)
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