키: Db major
Verse 1
Eb
Abm
My name is the Scarecrow
Eb
Busters they approach,
Abm
they really don't know me too well
Eb
I put in the 50 round magazine watchin'
Gb
Abm
them spin as I empty the shells
Eb
Bodies are smackin' the mud,
Abm
bustas are con stantly donating blood
Eb
I pull the sawed off out my coat pump it twice
Gb
Abm
and watch it tear up your hood n' run
Eb
Oh, no me do not
Verse 2
mind my
Abm
part in genocide
Eb
Oh, no me do not mind
Gb
committing homicide
G#m
D#
Although the way you live is
Abm
how you must die
D#
The Scarecrow will try his
best to take your life
C#
G#m
'Cause I know you will try to take mine
D#
G#m
I do onto others before they do onto me
Eb
And my fingers refuse to release
Verse 3
when I'm
G#m
C#
G#m
squeezin' the trig ger on nin a milli
D#
'Cause suckers be try ing to take all the things
you been working so hard for
G#m
Gm
D#
But I can't hit the floor,
F#
G#m
I would rather go out in the smoke
D#
And so I'll do what I'll have to do
G#m
D#
I don't want to kill you,
F#
yet I will, fool
G#m
D#
Before Lord Infamous take a fall,
G#m
I'll spray all of y'all
D#
Aw, mane, they got my back
F#m
Gm
against the wall
D#
Oh,
Verse 4
Dm
that's how it is in the ghetto
Gm
Gsus4
Gm
C#
C
(I got my back against the wall,
Gsus4
Gm
wall, wall)
D#
Dm
Gsus4
All the player haters and jeal ousy in
Gm
C#
Cm
C
Gm
Gsus4
Gm
the ghetto
D#
Dm
Childrens crying,
Gsus4
C#
homies dying
Cm
C
(I got my back against the
wall, wall, wall)
Gsus4
Gm
D#
Dm
Gm
It's how it is in the
Gsus4
Gm
C#
Cm
C
ghetto
Gm
A#
Gm
Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
A#
Gbm
A
Pop, pop, pop,
Gbm
C
F#m
another trick sucka dropped
Gm
Pop, pop, pop,
Bb
Gm
another trick sucka dropped
Gbm
Pop, pop, pop,
Gbm
C
another trick sucka dropped
Cm
F#
A quarter after twelve,
Verse 5
Abm
Eb
I'm still cruising down them back streets
Abm
On my job a dead body already
Eb
lies on the passenger seat
F#
Abm
Eb
Just did one for the money now
I'll do two for the show and
Abm
When I drop the third body I'm
Eb
gettin' ready to hit the road
F#
Abm
Eb
I'm spendin' bloody money in the streets,
Abm
'cause that's all that I got
D#
From ones I've laid in the past and
the new heads I just cracked
F#
G#m
D#
But all had to go sour when
some fools tried to rush
E
Abm
The tables turning before my eyes,
D#
G#m
now it's me they trying to touch
F#m
G#m
D#
I put the pedal to the mizzetal, strap
my fo- fifty five my seventy two
Abm
I looked up in the rearview
D#
They still comin',
G#m
F#m
them fools must got one too
G#m
D#
Comin' up on the side, it's on,
I feel they can't be real
The dead body I was transport
G#m
D#
ing fell on my lap
I'm liftin' it up,
G#m
they getting my steel
D#
They started lettin' 'em off, I tried to ram 'em,
Abm
the telephone post on the sidewalk
Eb
Abm
Gbm
I got intentions to cram 'em, smack
Abm
Eb
! I laughed as them fools take a fall
Abm
D#
Not even on my roster for the day but
F#m
Gm
my back was against da wall
D#
Oh,
Verse 6
Dm
Gsus4
that's how it is in the
Gm
Db
ghetto
Cm
C
(I got my back against the wall,
Gm
wall, wall)
Eb
Dm
When a gun is to your head,
Gm
Gsus4
Db
Cm
C
Gm
Gsus4
there's nothing left to be said in the ghetto
Gm
Eb
Dm
Gm
You better watch your back 'cause
Db
you might get car jacked
Cm
C
Gm
(I got my back against the wall,
wall, wall)
Eb
Dm
That's how it is in the
Gm
Db
Cm
C
ghetto
Cm
Gm
Bb
Pop, pop, pop,
Gm
Bb
another trick sucka dropped
Gbm
Pop, pop, pop,
Gbm
C
another trick sucka dropped
Gb
Gm
Pop, pop, pop,
Bb
Gm
Bb
another trick sucka dropped
Gbm
A
Pop, pop, pop,
Gbm
C
Gb
another trick sucka dropped
Db
I'm that
Verse 7
Abm
fool you don't know,
Eb
Abm
I'm that one you can't see
That'll be scopin' with that gat
Eb
Abm
infrared behind the trees
Gb
Abm
You gon' drop to your knees,
Eb
Abm
you gon' yell, "Brother, please"
All the police on your force gon'
Eb
Abm
be scared to witness me
Gb
Abm
When you see me in the traffic psy
Eb
Abm
chopathic killer ad dict
Eb
Kidnappin' MPD's,
Gb
choppin' heads off with the hatchet
Abm
Eb
Throwin' 'em in a rotted ditch while
Abm
the night is filled with mis t
Mystic styles 'bout the killers
Eb
Abm
Db
from the six double six
Verse 8
Abm
Eb
In the alley's not a bum,
Abm
just a gang creepin' low
Eb
Fourty four is the tool,
Gb
pluggin' hoes in the 'fro
Abm
Eb
Break the law on a slaw cop
Abm
cause I'm down to blast
Eb
Paul and Infamous scrapped with the nine in they lap,
Gb
Abm
plus the stash
Crunchy Black at the hideout,
Eb
Abm
smokin' quarter pounds
Eb
(Smothered by the weed bomb)
G#m
F#
First contestants fallin' down,
G#m
D#
flag covered up over the casket
G#m
Bitch we leavin' a dead cop surrender,
no cousin, no friend, no son
D#
Sooner or later,
G#
F#m
Gm
no matter your crews gon' drop
D#
Oh,
Verse 9
Dm
Gm
Gsus4
that's how it is
C#
in the ghetto
Cm
C
(I got my back against the
Gm
wall, wall, wall)
D#
Dm
Gsus4
Mothers crying 'cause their babies are
C#
Cm
C
Gm
Gsus4
Gm
dying in the ghetto
D#
Dm
Gm
Gsus4
One time, some are straight,
Gm
C#
C
some from the TEC
(I got my back against the wall,
Gsus4
Gm
wall, wall)
D#
Dm
Gsus4
C#
C
Oh, in the ghetto,
Gm
yeah
Verse 10
Gm
A#
Yeah, best believe it, Three 6 Mafia
F#m
in the house for the nine five
D
With the all new GimiSum Family,
Gb
Gm
bring it to your doo,r fool
Bb
Gm
'Til it just don't pay no mo'
Bb
We out
Outro 1
Gbm
C
Gb
G#m
D#
G#m
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