Тональность: D# minor
Verse 1
G
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check and you don't stop
Ay yo, you know how a pro flex
Am
A
This the best song since the last song
Am
D
Am
Call that one No Sweat
G
I don't know what this one called
A
The beat caught work though
Am
As far as beats go,
I could do a lot worse yo
G
So you know a brother gotta go hard
Am
Verse 1 feel like verse 2
G
Verse 3 even, verse infinity
Am
I'm the best rapper,
F
it's a blessing and a curse
Am
G
It's a livin' and it's killin' me
Nah, but it's still don't see
A
Am
Sit back, kick a rap
D
G
That hurt the whole game feelin'
F
Am
Blunts in the old school
D
Yeah, trees on the street
Am
Breeze on the beat make the skull hum
F
Am
Smoke through the nose
That's a soul plume
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Only but a number of ways to
Am
Everything
A
Am
The number infinity
Dm
G
The trail numerical
Am
D
Flip fantastical, poetical
F
G
F
Am
F
Slip through the side of the avenue
Am
G
Am
meaning diagonal, the divining rod,
the butterfly, the diving bell,
G
the young ray carving cathedral carving
Am
the thesis in the bark of the tree
with the leaves that fall from the
G
previous pagan judeical,
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christianical celebration
of the birth of jesus,
G
sparkle in the china, bodhi, cypher, smile in japan,
A
Am
jai rasta, anything, style so feathery,
high low everything,
G
Am
G
fine comb through the beaches of collective memory,
Am
G
rewind, select the next energy,
Am
Nod your head to the meditation
F
Am
Cool blaze phrases on the bass 88,
now
G
That's the real combination
Am
Never could you play,
G
Say something, thought not
Am
A
Yo, I cooked up the crack
A
Am
An d served you the rap snacks
G
Bless you with the words expected of me
Am
Plus the more rare, bold, legendary
Veerings from the script, y 'all
G
Fiend for every last
Am
Bend of the fuckin' pre -ordered styles
Of the previous echoings of human design
G
Truly divine, truly refined,
Powered and flowered up,
F
G
devouring beats like I was starved in a basement
D
G
A
P -poppin' in the motherfuckin',
Am
uh, bedroom studio
G
Am
Shit, man, it's truly, whoa, whoa, it's truly,
G
Am
whoa, it's truly, truly, whoa, dog
Dm
G
I'm bananas, go ape shit
Clear your vision up
Am
like fuckin' ASIC Or LASIC,
D
A
or whatever you call that
Am
G
Listen to my shit and then fall back
A
D
Know that I'm the best fuckin' rapper
Am
Listen to my beautiful
G
painting I'm making,
Am
I made it, it made me.
Look, I'm a baby born again
at any and every moment.
G
I simply obey the room's vibe
Am
as it obeys me, basically.
F
Am
Always adjacent to the spiritual place
G
that I'm chasing, it's me.
F
Look, I'm beside myself with joy,
a joy unnamed and nameless.
Am
G
The joy, the joy,
Outro 1
the joy.
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G
Am
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