Тональность: F major•
Verse 1
Ab
thinkin to myself,
how could I get mental
Bbm
F
Ab
And drop a wicked track over
a funky instrumental
Bbm
F
I rhyme for the mind
Ab
then in time you will find
Bb
F
Ab
The seven sign of death,
and I am the seventh sign
F
Ab
The crew is like a devil,
but the devil is the crew
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F
Ab
It's not what you know,
Bbm
it's only what you proof
F
Ab
Some ask me many questions
and wonder my religion
Bb
F
Ab
I'm losin my religion,
C
Ab
that answer's your decision
F
Ab
Blacks killin blacks,
seems to be the new tray
Bb
F
Ab
Thought shall not diss
Ab
F
Ab
My favorite number
666, so guess again
Bbm
F
Ab
And if you feel the need to pray,
say amen
Bbm
F
The drum is wicked,
Ab
I think I heard him kick it
Bb
F
Ab
This beat is like a pussy to me,
so I'mma dick it
F
Ab
I'm some like Dr. Jeckyl, but
more like Mr. Hyde
Bb
F
Ab
Some people heard my rap,
now they commitin suicide
F
Ab
Now tell me is that crazy,
like Rosemary's baby
Bb
F
Ab
I don't give a fuck,
so your death didn't phase me
Bb
F
Ab
Some call me a psychotic,
I'm more like a narcotic
Bb
Bbm
Ab
My poetry's a riot,
and I'm down wit mill like product
F
Ab
The answer's to your questions,
might off to make ya vomit
Bbm
Ab
So therefore when you ask me,
Bbm
I'm supposed to say 'no comment'
F
Ab
I'm feelin rather splendin, some
people I've offended
Bbm
Ab
But you bought my record,
it wasn't recommended
Bb
F
Ab
I'm in the top ten, amen,
Bb
Ab
Esham the Unholy, so here we go again
Bb
F
No bloops,
Ab
no bleeps, no blunders, no blurs
Bb
F
Ab
My style is unisex, for
his and hers
Bbm
F
Ab
Someone to ride my topics,
unholy like I drop it
Bb
F
Ab
For suckers like you,
I keep my pistol in my pocket
Bbm
F
Ab
So please no disruptions,
or rude interruptions
Bb
Ab
There will be a penalty
for bitin what I'm bustin
F
Ab
So please understand,
that I'm the fuckin man
Bbm
Ab
Some people hear my music and they think I should be banned
Bbm
F
Bbm
F
Interlude 1
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F
Ab
G
Ab
Ab
F
Ab
Verse 2
F
Ab
Bbm
[various talk and
Ab
F
samples]
Ab
[Esham] One for the treble,
Verse 3
two for the devil
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F
Ab
Three for your grave that
C
I dug wit the shovel
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F
Ab
I'm runnin down the line
and say a funky rhyme
Bb
F
Ab
Some more wicket shit
for the very last time
Bb
F
Ab
I'm not the from old school
and new school grade
Bbm
I dropped outta school,
sixteen and got paid
F
Ab
I'm glockin crazy dollars
Bbm
while ya fly girlie hollas
don't need no rope around my collar
F
Ab
I treat a bitch like a ho, a ho like a freak
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Ab
Then I daze, in amaze,
by the way I speak
F
Ab
I'mma say what I want to say
Bbm
in any fuckin kinda way
Half you fuckas out there,
don't even know the time or day
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