Тональность: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Yeah, six o'clock in the morning
That's right,
we gotta get this darts right
Spray y'all niggas on some
marksman shit
Verse 2
F#m
Yes, I said, "Look, I got ready to graze
Took my hat off and
the crowd went crazy
Bitches threw their panties,
the sound man was fannin' me
The whole place was standin', G
What they chant, we was family
Jumped in the crowd and I swam to sea
Threw me to the back, surprise,
I still had my chains on me"
Verse 3
F#m
Dana Dane, front row bitches,
I bang all three
Say, "Yo, Meth,
fuck it, throw a Jim Brownski
Versace, banana color robes
and my socks be"
Them Billie Jean shits and
they real Rocky
The fans can't knock me
I bench Coliseums while Genius spot me
Plus I'm cocky, bitch
Verse 4
F#m
Once I took off the hoodie,
revealed the face
Cop patrol couldn't control the place
I got groupies backstage,
lined up at the gate
The signs up, yellin',
"We love your tape!"
I'm sorry I took so long,
F#
F#m
didn't mean to make y'all wait
But good things take time to create
F#
You can find me in your studio
Verse 5
F#m
Half baked, eatin' ganjacake
Tryin' to make my next release date
With Ghost, Street,
GZA, great minds relate
F#
You know a brother bond
F#m
is hard to break
When we perform we cause
the Earth to shake
Ain't nothin' changes,
it's still those same niggas
You love to hate GZA
Verse 6
F#m
I set examples over amplified samples
That's scratched in the club,
ducks begin to trample
On those who fell victims,
body loss they souls
These beats when I picked 'em
Jones played the role,
soldiers brave and bold
RZA paid the roll,
GZA buries the scrolls
F#
Then months later it was,
F#m
then years later it was
Written on loose leaf, that old formula
That was stolen by a new thief
Verse 7
F#m
The journalist watched it,
critics couldn't knock it
A piece of history that they
carried in they pocket
With the time factor,
speed was the order of the day
What a delay, they were able to,
what he would say
Why waste the slot time of the
ridiculous rhyme
That's only excused by
a generous mind
I kept 'em stored in the shelters
like the goods in cans
Outro 1
'Til I turned rap villes into harvested lands
F#m
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