2008 A.D. (feat. Jayez Dallas, TaskRok, Mr. Gawn & Syqnys) Akkorde von 
Greydon Square
N/A
Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
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They think I'm
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
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G#m
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rappin' waitin' for check slips
G#m
But what I really love is crossin'
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briefs off my checklist
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And then takin' that lowercase t
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off of your necklace
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You can probably tell I'm gettin' used
G#m
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But these clowns make me laugh
like Drew Carey
G#m
Cause truth is scary enough
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to believe in the tooth fairy, ain't it?
G#m
C#m
I'm a sun devil, as of last night
G#m
So when you call me a devil,
you only half right
The only thing I really did was expose
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G#m
All these superstitious and bronze
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-age religions with hoes
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Call me super gross, ain't no religion safe
G#m
I walk right into your synagogue
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and piss in your face
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How many times must I cut you in half
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and laugh at how many excuses
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come out of your ass?
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You can keep Christmas,
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we'll just call it
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Solstice to continue to ask for proof
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until you have to show it
You want fuel for the fire,
I'll bring your napalm
Hit you hard enough,
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you swear you was jacked by Donkey Kong
G#m
So I'm takin' Occam's razor,
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wieldin' it as a sword
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Cut through Pascal's wager,
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another bet you can't
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afford to waste time with
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Can you feel the time shift?
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and feel the effects of redshift
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And I'm fulfillin' the ste reotypic
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Impregnate your sacred virgin
and call her mine
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G#m
While I lay the trump card
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on a beat that bumps hard
G#m
You say you gonna bury me in your backyard,
I'm not buyin' it
C#m
Hell, I'm not even eyeing it
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Like gay porn, homie,
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I'm not even trying it
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Your God's a contradiction
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of term s by definition
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come on now, who are you kidding?
G#m
But seriously, kids,
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cause I'm not even kidding
G#m
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Jay's Dallas, playing with your religion
like a Christian can't
G#m
overpower reason,
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even in your coldest hour
G#m
Watch your faith get inked,
C#m
my logic reason leaves
your soul devoured
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Bogus cowards, you cannot ignore us
G#m
So now the squad's abroad,
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breaking the facade before us
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Pray to your God, any God, Jah,
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Allah, or Hor us
I'm here to test your faith
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and crush it like a bronzer sword
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So summon all your forces,
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none of which will impress me
G#m
Fetch the holy water
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and a father to bless me
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Dress me like a little choir
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boy and molest me
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Rob me of my money
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so my soul can be set free
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those aren't the best habits
G#m
Am I right, Ted Haggard,
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is leav ing your head battered
G#m
And your God doesn't love you,
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he does n't accept you
G#m
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Mr. Square, listen, they a fan of fiction
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Sick of fans shatting,
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protecting their manic inflictions
Sinking in, listening to all
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Switching positions like religions
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to big leagues guys are so funny
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I know the score of that
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between war and factions
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Infatuated with the war in Iraq
Storing bodies in the morgue,
packed in the core
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In the sack, believing folklorist facts
G#m
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I set off an EMP and
watched the bombers
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Blow themselves up, uh,
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to establish commerce
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You're a carrier, barely past your rectus
They be like, Mr. Gordon,
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don't let them infect us
G#m
Do the right thing,
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here's a gun to pull it
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amen, that you're not getting bullied
G#m
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But ask for forgiveness before you do it
G#m
You said heaven's real,
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so here's your chance to prove it
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Let's meet him in the afterlife,
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batter and beat him
G#m
Oh wait, there is a one,
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so I'll have two when I see him
G#m
Tell him this is what you get
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for attacking and healing
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You gon' respect it like it was
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immaculately conceived
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Don't give me any of your faith,
C#m
give me your reason
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To run circles around your idiots
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with logic and reason
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These little Christian men
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and their rap pers are such actors
G#m
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Nobody with no skills with nine factors
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Not to mention the hypocritical mission
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To bring souls to the invisible,
G#m
And the next time you morons
try to do a song
Where you wanna diss me on
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Just know that you gonna go
Enough to reveal your little wizard balls
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Pull the curtains back,
G#m
make you shit in your drawers
Know there's no misunderstanding,
I'm dissing you all
C#m
Cause this is a brawl
G#m
It's the most intelligent, creative,
cleverest rap dude
C#m
Got more brains than Senator Craig
in the bathroom
G#m
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And sickness, remember my name
G#m
I'm like Triple H's face,
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I'm ahead of the game
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It's simple and plain,
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re ligion is way more dangerous
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Than Bin Laden when he gets on a plane
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I ain't walking with Kanye
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Bout to bring it to the rap game
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an d breathe it life
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Ain't rapping bout guns,
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drugs, breezes, ice
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You ain't never in your life
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seen MC's as nice
Plus we deeper than
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the Vatican's pockets
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We're attacking our religion
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and slapping agnostics
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But everyone's agnostic
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to a certain degree
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I agree with Sam Harris, personally
The word atheist
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shouldn't even be in our vocab
Your God's crying
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cause what you believe in is so sad
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Yeah, I'm corrupting the youth
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If cor ruption is convincing
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them to covet the truth
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Yeah, I'm spitting on Promet
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and getting at Chris tians
I'ma bring it to the ass, I'm
Raps Christopher Hitchens
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