키: E minor
Verse 1
Bm
G
Em
Bm
G
Em
Yo,
Bm
G
the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood,
be the first to set it off
Bm
My cause, tap all jaws,
G
lay down laws
We takin' what's yours,
we do jux, rush the doors
Bm
Here come the D's,
G
time to make breeze and guns toss
In full force, my team'll go
at your main source
Bm
My 9 Taurus hit bosses
G
and take hostage
Your whole setup,
from the ground up, we lock shit
Bm
Blood flood your eye, fuck
G
up your optics
Switch to killer instincts
'fore niggas pop shit
Bm
Yo, nigga Noyd, what's the topic?
G
Nine pound, we rocked it
'96, strike back with more hot shit
Bm
Il luminate,
G
my team'll glow like radiation
With no time for patient
or complication
Bm
Let's get it done right,
my clique airtight
G
Trapped in a never-ending gunfight
Bm
So niggas lose stripes or lose life
Jail niggas sendin' kites to the street
G
Over some beef that
wasn't fully cooked
Bm
Finish 'em off, well-done meat
meat
G
Then send .22 slug to your head
Em
Travel all the way down to your leg
Verse 2
Bm
Ay o, it's Hell on Earth
G
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
Bm
And the enemy is one-time
F#m
G
I I ain't gotta tell you
It's right in front of your eyes
Bm
Ayo, it's Hell on Earth
G
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line
Bm
And the enemy is one-time
G
I I ain't gotta tell you
Yo, it's right in front of your eyes
Verse 3
Bm
G
We rep the QBC, nigga, rep yours,
it's all love
Milli' stacked down,
heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
slug
Bm
G
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Bm
Slow the fuck up,
see how my foul now
G
Articulate, hittin' body parts
to start shiftin' shit
Never hesitant,
it's the rap game unlimited
Bm
F#m
Sign my roster, we can do this,
G
forever infinite
Then reminisce twenty years later
Bm
how we was gettin' it
Either with me, go against the grain,
G
you better hit me
Leggin' me or robbin' me,
niggas better body me
Bm
'Cause it's a small world and niggas
G
talkin' like bitches
Bitches singin' like snitches,
pointin' you out in pictures
Bm
F#m
G
'Cause she rep the QBC faithfully,
playa-hatin' me
All that bullshit is just makin' me
Bm
More the better to concentrate
G
on gettin' cheddar
If shorty set you up, you better dead her
Bm
I told you, shape and mold you,
G
son you, then I hold you
Like a pimp,
mind control you, double-edge blow blow you
Bm
In the B-I like like I'm supposed to,
G
the clique is coastal
International, you local
Bm
Bacardi mix physically fix
G
Hit you with shit that'll leave
a loose nigga stiff
Em
Probably thick, son, I solved 'em
Bm
Pulled him in my world and
G
evolved him to chaos
Walk the beat like around the way cops
Bm
the average pitstop
G
QB City, Godfather Pt III
Gotti, Gambino, and Ty Nitty
Scarface, rest in peace
Verse 4
Bm
G
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line (front line)
Bm
And the enemy is one-time (one-time)
G
I ain't gotta tell you
Ayo, it's right in front of your eyes
Bm
Hell on Earth
G
Whose necks are gonna be first?
The projects is front line (front line)
Bm
And the enemy is one-time (one-time)
F#m
G
I ain't gotta tell you
Em
Ayo, it's right in front of your eyes
Bm
Yo, the heavy metal king, hold
Verse 5
F#m
G
big shit with spare clips
You see eclipse when the MAC spit,
Bm
your top got split
Layin' dead with open eyes,
G
close his eyelids
Turn off his lights,
switch to darkness
Em
Bm
It's deep in the abyss of street life
F#m
G
Blood on my kick s, shit on my knife
You's the wild child,
Kicko turnin' men into mice
Bm
I was born to take power,
F#m
G
leave my mark on this planet
The phantom of crime rap,
niggas is left stranded
Bm
Shut down your operation,
G
closed for business
Leave a foul taste in your
mouth like Guinness
Bm
F#m
G
P.O.W. niggas is found M.I.A.
We move like special forces,
Green Beret
Bm
G
Heavily around my throat, I don't play
Shit brand new,
Bm
back in '89, the same way
F#m
The God P walk with a limp, see
G
But simply, to simplify shit,
Bm
no man can go against me
F#m
Test me, you must be bent,
G
G, don't tempt me
I had this full clip for so long,
it needs to empty
Bm
The reason why it's full for so long
G
'cause I don't waste shit
You properly hit,
blood in your mouth so you could taste it
Bm
Quiet is kept,
F#m
G
I lay back and watch the world spin
I hear thugs claimin' that they gonna
Bm
rob the Mobb when they see us
G
I tell you what, black, here's the issue
It's a package deal, you rob me,
you take these missiles
Bm
G
Along with that, I ain't your average cat
Fuck rap, I'm tryna make cream
and that's that
Bm
Whatever it takes,
G
however it gots to go down
Four mics on stage,
a motherfuckin' four-pound
Bm
Speakers Speakers leakin' out sound
G
and niggas leakin' on the ground
I could truly care less,
Bm
the God gon' get his regardless
Blow-for-blow,
G
let's let's let's find out who hit hardest
This rap artist used to be a
stickup artist
Bm
F#m
G
Sometimes I test myself, see if I still got it
A live nigga stay on point,
Bm
never disregard shit
F#m
Or forget the essence
G
from which I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshit
for the birds (nigga)
Bm
Live up to my words, if I got beef,
G
niggas comin' in herds (nigga)
We flush through,
Bm
your clique get purged (word up)
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