The Guidelines аккорды от
Aceyalone
Aceyalone

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Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
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Let's begin
Asalaam alaikum, people of good will
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I offer you the greeting
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of thought manifested skill
to finally reveal the open-end chapter
chapter
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As real as the flesh that
you're embodied in
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to the skull cavity your mind is
rotting in, I'll be riding in
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And there might have been a slight,
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rotation warp to curve
the course of course I'm cordial
when I'm reportin
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I won't distort, I don't contort
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connect conduct collect
console or conceal
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In full control of the roll of the wheel
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My eyes are my appliance
to decipher the science
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Omitting defiance with the
high-tech mic mic check
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The buttons that flashed I pushed
for absolute
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destruction your structure is lifted
from the ground
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The foundation mound is broke,
so you float around
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I'm embedded in what is known as beat
Let it be shown,
every enzyme is complete
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In time, you'll see the pace
of the pulse pump
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rapidly, heart rate, happily marched
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I happen to be the dark man
who holds the charts
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I arch my horizontal line to make a rainbow
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.. but it ain't the same though, yo
The tried and true pros
are chasing fool's gold
sliding through holes,
like small rodents
It's obviously,
evident my embellishment
peaks at two-ninety-two I.Q.
Cause Cause Big Ace is the spinner,
in the, center
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Inventor, and I plan to be
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a winner meaning
I'll be in the inner outer ovaries,
overload, overboard
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overseas hearin oversees more,
than the eye can
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I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist,
escapist
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The way I shape this landscape,
automatically makes this, vivid
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I give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot
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I love it, learn to live it, then
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give you my exhibit
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Not inhibited, not even a little bit,
when I'm inclined
My attempts to redefine your
hip-hop guidelines
and you can play the sidelines,
write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to redefine your
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hip-hop guideline
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You can play the sideline,
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write rhymes in your spare time
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cause I'd rather stimulate your mind
than emulate your purpose
And we have only touched on the
surface of the serpent
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Consider me part of the dust, in the dusk
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I must collect the samples
from the rust
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Penetrate the crust then trust no living
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Driven by the sonic, language passion
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Your ashes spark the flashes,
of the neon
from be-yond,
what what kind of planet could I be on?
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I don't know, but I'ma be on, for eons,
and eons
While many think that
they can never play out
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Get trapped in a timeframe, and never
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find their way out
I stay off the dramatization,
and I balance
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Always seeking the challenge,
to show the world
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the incredible talents, I cut the corners,
smooth out the surfaces
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Worthlessness is just,
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half of the problem
I read the grid kid, I did every column
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I note the animal kingdom,
and the phylum
WHYLUM style em,
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until they get to hit the target
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I mark it on the bullseye, of flies
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and the buffalo wing in the sky
My architectnique sparks the dark
streets of your resting ground
I suggest that you warn your town
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I inhabit the oxygen, mark off the memory
You will never forget to remember
the lone wolverine
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marine biologist machine
with the verbal
Internal mind fertile, foot, over hurdle
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Tight, like girdle, and my word'll be the last
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I incubate, every other millennium
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I fast and I hi bernate, to pass any of em
I am potent, untraceable
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No color no odor no taste
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no replaceable parts
No heart, no head, just a carcass
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The darkest days come, right before the light
I watch my watch and stand
right before the mic
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By the powers, vested in me,
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I digested MC's
food for thought,
caught on to the end of the rope and swung
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Then stood stiff, as if,
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I was on a cliff
Not beneath sticks,
my feet are made of bricks
When I walk my footprints
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indent cement
I am not practical, nor am I unusual
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Nor am I oblivious to,
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hideous crimes
Every city is captured
and trapped in my mind
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Given the spinal tap, as the final rap climbs
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My attempts to redefine your
hip-hop guidelines
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You can play the sidelines,
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write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to redefine your hip-hop
guidelines
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You can play the sidelines,
write rhymes in your spare time
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Cause I have become the
night owl on the prowl
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Master of the free penpal style
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Cause I'm, om-nipotent
I'm, some,
government experiment that is out of control
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I'm from some big black hole
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I square up, select,
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and rec'd, every tangle
I flare up, and you can try, any angle
Even Bermuda,
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but I bury the barracuda
then I'm, octa-gone in the wind with the pollen
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Outro 1
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