키: A minor
Verse 1
Bm
D
Bm
As the life cycle
G
Bm
goes on goes on
And you learn to hold on (hold on)
To things like the mic the mic
And you learn to appreciate who is
G
the nicest on said device
Bm
But who is (The finest)
Verse 2
D
Bm
Time at shashuma, too much drama,
blind behind the rumor
D
Time and time and time, my mind,
Bm
I'm trying to find a tumor
Time at shashuma, no time
G
for humor
Bm
As soon as one of ya' men's dead in Hempstead,
D
you trying to find Pumas
Sooner the better,
Bm
even knitted a sweater already
Keep your leather,
we coming through the brutal weather
We ready to do whatever,
G
yo' Doom you with it?
Verse 3
(You know it like a poet, my brother)
D
G
D
(Hey, Gunn you wit it?) Whatever
Verse 4
D
I know about going paid to broke,
Bm
to next day well- off
D
Bm
To bust a shell off, to dick-
riders: "Get the hell off"
Made a call to a client,
G
he must've had his cell off
D
A show- off,
Bm
he has the same bite but fell off
D
Bm
I tell off the bat,
D
Bm
from science to pure facts
D
Which niggas is wack
'til they last two tracks
G
Matter fact,
Bm
y'all could wait for the rep to tell
The tall- tale, how he escape from
Verse 5
out the depths of hell
Bm
When die, he gon' die
like a soldier die
Holding a swollen eye, drinking
Olde Gold
G
Smoking a stog, watching po-
po patrol the beach
Blowing my high, rolling by, when Gunn die
He gon' try to preach the streets
then go to the sky
Verse 6
Bm
Yup! That hold water,
G
like drizzle in a paper cup
Bm
G
This one etched in stone,
the chisel with the paper up
D
G
I need a cut: a taper- up, edge- up
Bm
G
Niggas can't measure up,
I'm here to get the treasure up
Verse 7
G
Bm
Stands up and hold 'em high, do or die
He got heat, no surprise,
stop the beat, close your eyes
Got the weed, rolling lah
D
Bm
Not sweet, so no demise,
all the guys drops seeds so multiply
G
Within the prophecies hold the lie
Verse 8
Bm
He bled my mother and my father,
D
Bm
but can't bleed me
D
OD, ghetto misery, he bled my brother,
my sister, but can't bleed me
Bm
G
A OG, ghetto misery,
D
Bm
bled my mother, my father, but can't bleed
Verse 9
D
Bm
Me sci- fly, whole style stuck up
Used to talk to myself,
I told him, "Shut the fuck up!"
G
Buckle up,
cause it's about to be rough
D
Bm
He said, "Keep talking that shit,
you 'bout to be snuffed"
D
Bm
Then we squashed it, I let
em know: "Watch it
We only met a time to join
G
these rhymers in the mosh pit"
Gosh, it feels great just
Bm
to increase the chance
For a pussy nigga face to hit the
Verse 10
dance floor
Bm
I pull ya' top up, got clout,
crack rock, what?
Now it's all good business,
and so this bitch is locked up
G
On the dance floor: you got knocked out,
Bm
your bitch got knocked up
Baby- face, and hey can you brand you,
brand new machete
Damn, I just shook your hand
and can't stand you already
Can't stand you, understand you deadly
G
Bm
But my hammer's like a band, my man,
G
Bm
it's Brand New and Heavy
Yo' Doom, you ready?
(Yeah! Yo' Gunn,
G
you with it?) Whatever
Verse 11
Bm
Come on stay,
I wrote this rhyme on my born- day
Remind me of the same style I flipped
G
on "Hey!"
Yikes! Who can fuck with the likes
Bm
Of one such who scores touchdown
and spikes mic's
Metal grill, with many styles, better still
D
G
Bm
Feel like number 26 on a roulette wheel
G
And deal, and run rings around rhymers
Bm
And run rings like number
Verse 12
runners whose old- timers
D
Bm
Shorty in the all black,
she think she all that
I called her, she said, "Don't call back!"
She called me, now what
you call that?
Let's go back, I sold crack
Hold gats, smoke that, drink that,
toke that
Fuck! Where that ho at? Where
Verse 13
that dough at?
D
Bm
D
Suffering succotash! This hooker broke
Bm
D
into his last buck of cash
Bm
D
Bm
He love her, motherfuck her ass
G
Metal feet dented your car fender
D
Bm
My agenda up in the basement
D
party tipping the bartender
Bm
G
Is unbeknownst to you who
Bm
could get body blown?
D
MF like Mike Fran Corleone
G
And got it sown,
maricon, like to know what you staring at?
D
G
An invisible cat,
who pull off a disappearing act
D
G
Raised by a pack a wild
D
womens like Sweetback
G
D
Front? I'mma be back! (Like brothers
G
in the street act)
(Surrounded by a bunch a bad
bitches like Sweetback)
D
(Fuck with me I'll be back)
G
G
Bm
D
Bm
D
Like niggas in the streets
Bm
G
D
G
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D
G
Outro 1
act (streets act!)
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Bm
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