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