Тональность: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Fm
Gm
Cm
Stay chiseled like a boxer,
wife beater, bye fila
Fm
Lou Ferrigno on the swaza,
n***a type steelo
Gm
Stay chiseled, check your paper,
n***a
Cm
Bring the bar to your chest,
then push it up
Fm
Cm
Harder than the rest, stay chiseled
Precisely cupped, sharp to fuck
Fm
You thought this was a game,
we came to charge you up
Gm
So take it to the brain, lay peoples
Know how to throw them things,
Cm
swift on them toes,
Fm
Cm
knockout blows, so stay chiseled
Ay yo Nas, I was telling them niggas on the
Fm
Ave the same shit the other day
Right, right
Gm
Kids gotta stay sharp
No doubt
Chiseled, chiseled
Fm
Cm
Yo, performin' chest naked,
I'm lookin' sharp for the peoples
Fm
Not in my physical form, strong thoughts,
I'm cocked diesel
Gm
Rollin' with knowledge,
so flow with me
Intelligence benchin',
Cm
Fm
Cm
4 ,000 and 450, light a dumbbell
L, inhaled and hit a lunch bell,
ring sweatin'
Fm
Working up a appetite setting
Gm
Mental calisthenics got
my mind stretching
Then I release it
Cm
Have my whole frame bulging
Fm
under diamond pieces
Cm
Take the weight of the world on my shoulders
Fm
I hold it, so I consume most the pain
For my niggas I roll with
Gm
Cause see the streets ain't
no gold's gym, poppy
Cm
And if I feel it going down
then my niggas will spot me
Without the mind
the body weight
don't even mean nothing
Fm
Let's take three brothers
and put them in the bing of something
Gm
Who's gonna survive, the wise man,
the fool or the warrior
Cm
Well, if all of they minds
Cm
then all of them stay chiseled
Like a box of white beater by Fila,
Fm
Lou Ferrigno on a Schwarzenegger
type steelo
Gm
Stay chiseled, check your paper, nigga
Cm
Bring the bar to your chest,
then push it up
Fm
Cm
Harder than the rest, stay chiseled
Precisely cupped, sharp the fuck
Fm
You thought this was a game,
Gm
we came to charge you up
So take it to the brain, lay peoples
Know how to throw them things,
Cm
swift on them toes
Cm
so stay I stay chiseled,
Fm
like Snoop Dogg for shizzle my nizzle
In them hardcore streets,
I'm a straight official
Gm
Six -packed, darn motivator,
throwin' the weight up
Cm
Kid tried to front,
Fm
Cm
so I showed him straight up
Had his whole clique flabbergasted
Fm
Where I was cuttin' him up,
one kid yelled out, grab the bastard
Gm
Tried to rush me, luckily I wasn't rusty
Cm
Pulled out, served him all up
Cm
Couldn't go out, highway, with a blowout
Fm
Like Frank, I did it my way, nigga, no doubt
Gm
Lost billionaire, and I'm still here
Cm
Writin' rhymes for the spear,
Fm
I do not feel fear
Cm
You heard, I'm the dude on
the porch with the herb
Fm
And I tell you right now,
K -Sauce is a word that
Gm
don't describe me
What y 'all know that's this lively
Cm
Fm
Barbecue too, nah it's right here beside me
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