Тональность: E minor
Verse 1
C
Yo!
Trim!
Dm
D
C
They say I can't play with words,
but I think I've got a way with words
Dm
C
Dm
And I think I'm a nine, say the word,
D
C
MC's try and rob me
Dm
And get away with words,
but I'm a play with words
D
C
Till there's none left and trim's
Dm
the most rated word
C
Dm
I'ma make it work,
C
I ain't gonna fall off like them and start taking work
Dm
Nah, it's the rate I work,
C
five mixtapes, spate of work
D
C
Dm
You can love it, you can hate the work,
D
C
either way it's called paperwork
Paperwork,
D
C
it don't matter who plays it first
Dm
C
Writes it second or sprays it first
I'ma moff to these lady buds
Dm
C
Life's shitty, all I do is make things worse
Dm
C
You can take
Trim's verse,
Ab
C
write it down like it ain't been heard
Like we ain't had a clash and
you ain't been murked
Like it never happened and
Dm
it can't get worse
C
GBH first, robbery second, burglary first
Dm
D
Don't come out in white,
C
you'll be a burgundy blur
D
C
Chattin' shit about
herbally hard blood
D
C
Dm
Trim ain't real, herbally hard
D
C
See em on the corner in
they bloody deep blood
Ab
When they clash against me
C
Dm
you need to murder me first
D
C
Rap me second, seat with my butt
D
They're the only ways of winning,
C
Dm
don't be spitting a verse
D
C
Your friends will get you murdered
Dm
Don't listen to them, don't be fooled,
C
don't be thinking of gym
Don't be writing bars,
subconsciously thinking of trim
D
C
Dm
Writing rhymes is the simplest thing
D
C
Anyone can do it, that's
the problem I think
Dm
D
Got a bunch of weirdos that don't
F#
C
Probably know who I am,
probably know where I live
Probably didn't see me round
when we was rollin' as kids
F#
Probably don't believe
C
that I will open slaves
Dm
D
Gassin' away, just hopin' to win
Dm
D
C
Chattin' shit, just hopin' I trip
Dm
C
I ain't about to pull, it ain't about my lips
Dm
D
C
It ain't about my hair,
it ain't about my whip
D
C
We ain't about to clash, I ain't about to spit
J 'von's real, I can vouch for
Trim
Dm
He might shank you up ,
C
Dm
I don't know what you thought it was
D
C
What drugs you've taken,
what brought this on?
Everybody's rough, I'm talking's long
I'm
Trim, I don't care who
you thought you was
Dm
C
D
Look, they say I can't play with words
C
But I think I've got a way with words
D
C
Dm
And I think I'm nine, say the word
D
C
MC's try an d rob me and
Dm
get away with words
But
C
I'mma play with words
F#
until there's none left
And
C
Trim's the most hated word
D
C
D
I'ma make it work,
C
I ain't gonna fall off like them and start taking work
D
C
D
It's the way I work,
Outro 1
Dm
C
Dm
D
C
Dm
C
D
C
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