Тональность: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Dm
(Tay Keith,fuck these niggas up)
Bb
Yeah
Interlude 1
Bb
Am
Dm
Am
Bb
Am
Dm
Bb
Am
Dm
Bb
Verse 2
drops
Bb
Dm
Am
Dm
Pain meds,cyclops
Daybed, iPod
Bb
Am
"May- back," Maybach
Dm
Bb
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Am
Payless, high- tops
Bb
Am
Playtex, icebox
Verse 3
Am
That's how much we have in common
(yeah)
Bb
That's how much we have
in common (whoa)
Dm
Am
when we're on it (yeah)
Bb
That's how much we have in
That's how much we have in
common (woo)
Bb
That's how much we have in common
Am
Dm
We are not alike, there's nada like
C
Bb
Am
us on the mic (yeah)
Dm
I don't do Jordans and
Verse 4
I do explosions and Molotovs
Am
Dm
Y'all blowin' smoke
as if y'all ain't washed
Bb
Am
I blow the smoke from the car exhaust
Bb
Flyin' to a party I am not invited to,
Am
feelin' like the streets need me (what up?)
Dm
I ain't gotta dance long as my Fer
Am
Bb
Am
rari Spider move like C Breezy
Dm
I don't gotta hire goons,
Bb
Am
I'd rather try to buy the moon, and breathe freely
The sky is blue,
F
Dm
Bb
the tie is new, the Maserati white and cool like G- Eazy
Am
Dm
Bb
Why these dudes tryna figure out how to do
Am
a freestyle as fly as me? (Why?)
Dm
I'm confused tryin' to figure out
Bb
how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G
Am
Everybody doin' chick joints,
Bb
probably rob these little dudes at fist point
Am
Dm
'Member everybody used to bite Nickel,
Bb
Am
now everybody doin' Bitcoin
We don't got nothin' in
We don't got nothin'
Dm
Y'all into stuff like doubled- up Styrofoam cups
Bb
Dm
on them uppers and downers (woo)
Bb
I'm into stuff like doublin' commas
Find me a brother who's solid
F
Am
To count the shit up and then
Dm
bust the shit down
If the cops hit us up,
Bb
we can flush the shit down
Am
We can not give a fuck,
Dm
shit, a fuckin' colonic
Bb
Sellin' your cock and your
butt for a follower
Am
Possible couple of dollars,
Am
Bb
Dm
Now you're slippin', call it a power trip
Am
A product of politics
Dm
Y'all went from profit and
Bb
toppin' the charts
To dropped in the park in a
Dm
Knowledge is power,
Am
but powerless if you got it and you do not acknowledge it
Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it
Bb
Hirin' strippers,
Am
prostitutes retirin'
E
Am
We can spit it for ya, advance
Dm
I'm fit to be king,
Bb
Am
you're cut out to fit in Prince pants
You niggas
Verse 5
Am
Brain dead, eye drops
Bb
Dm
Am
Pain meds,cyclops
Daybed, iPod
Bb
Am
"May- back," Maybach
Dm
Bb
Trainwrecks, sidewalks
Am
Payless, high- tops
Bb
Am
Playtex, icebox
Verse 6
Am
That's how much we have in common
(yeah)
Bb
That's how much we have
in common (whoa)
Bb
Am
when we're on it (yeah)
Bb
That's how much we have in
That's how much we have in
That's how much we have in common
Am
Dm
We are not alike, there's nada like us
Verse 7
Am
You say you're affiliated with murderers,
Am
Bb
The people you run with are
thuggin' (gang)
Dm
But you're just a wanna
Dm
Bb
Like you was gonna do somethin'
Am
Actin' like you catchin' bodies (ayy)
And you got juice,
Bb
lil' youngin', you're buggin'
Am
You ain't never even been charged
in connection with battery
Dm
Bitch, you ain't plugged into nothin'
C
Bb
Am
Rap God spit lyrical
bullets (boom)
Bb
your partners better tool up
Am
This has not to do with muscular
Dm
Bb
But have guns for sure, you better put a
C
Bb
Strap on, other words
Am
if you're a Gunner
Bb
Roll up with your (gang)
You're gon' need a arsenal
Am
'Cause this bar is over your head
Dm
C
So you better have arms if you're gon
Bb
Am
na pull up (skrrt)
Dm
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Bb
Now you wanna come and fuck with me,
huh?
Am
This little cock- sucker,
he must be feelin' himself
C
Bb
He wants to keep up
Am
Dm
His tough demeanor, so he does a feature
Bb
Decides to team up with
N9na (yeah)
Dm
But next time you don't gotta
use Tech N9ne
Am
If you wanna come at me with a sub,
Machine Gun
And I'm talkin' to you but you already
know who the fuck you are, Kelly
I don't use sublims and sure as
fuck don't sneak- diss
But keep commentin' on my
daughter Hailie
I keep on tellin' motherfucker
Dm
Am
s, but just in case you forgot
Really and need Ja memories,
C
Am
jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly
B
Am
I respond,
rarely but this time Shady
Dm
Am
'Bout to sound off like a fuckin'
cocked semi- Glock
Demigod, let me put a fuckin' silencer on
this little non- threatenin' blond fairy
Em
Am
Cornball takin' shots at me
You're not ready, fool,
Dm
Am
break yourself like Rock Steady Crew
Obviously, I'm not gettin' through
We can get it poppin' like Redenbach,
B
lettin' off like Remy Ma
Heavy artillery,
Am
Dm
Godzilla harsh with a hard shell
Am
With a motherfuckin' heart
bigger than Bizarre's belly
Only time you'll ever say, I lost
You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap,
Dm
better call Diddy
Am
Dm
Just to try to get me off and you better
hope I don't call Trick Trick
Am
Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city
C
Am
Punk, you don't disrespect
B
Am
OG's, R.I.P. Prodigy
Dm
Am
Sold Dre my soul and I told him
The moment he signed me that I'll be the most hated,
though made it
So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it 'cause life is a bitch,
she's a bow- legged ho
Dm
Am
But now days are over, I Harvey Weinstein,
a bathrobe hangin' over
My code name is Groper, I role play with lotion
I fucked the whole world then I
B
Am
throw away the Trojan
Dm
Am
Old lederhosen with home- made explosives,
I blow eighty holes in you
Don't make me go in, I O.J. the flows
and I'm insult to injury
Rolaids to Goldman,
I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole
Dm
Am
As they both there to choke and my
whole blade is soakin'
I double- edge sworded 'cause one place
C
Am
I poke and I stick and I turn and
I rotatin' motion
Em
Invisible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle
Am
Of sick individuals,
stick my dick and put the tip in
At minimal, I'm fuckin' these syllables
Em
Am
I let them lick on my genitals
I'm a fuckin' invisible, indefensible,
despicable difficult prick, a little bit unpredictable
I spit the formidable,
that you bitches fuckin' with the original
I consider me and Nickel
F#m
identical ('dentical)
Am
But not us, the only thing we have in
Dm
Am
common's I'm a dick and you suck
Dm
Otherwise one has nothin'
to do with the other
Am
Em
None comes close to
Am
Skunk, bug, soldier
Tongue, shrub, shoulder
One month older
Am
Sponge, mob, colder
Nun, rug, holster
Lug nut, coaster
Lung, jug, roaster
Am
Unplugged toaster
Verse 8
That's how much we have in
common (yeah)
That's how much we have in
common (whoa)
Up on this mic,
when we're on it (yeah)
That's how much we have in
common (yeah)
That's how much we have in
common (woo)
That's how much we have in common
We are not alike, there's nada like
us (man, fuck this shit, let's go)
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