Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
B
D
B
Yo Ant,
Em
kick the beat you just kicked a little while ago
Verse 2
Gaug
I bitchslap rappers so
B
hard it give 'm whiplash
A
You fuckin with sleeveless t- shirts,
where your tricks at?
B
Look left, look right, wait,
where your chick at?
Em
She findin' out she walk and talk
A
B
white but ride dick black
Em
I'm a big baller, shot caller,
A
B
all a y'all are runnin' laps
Let me tell you little fuck
A
ers a story walkin' out
B
Em
You probably think you're somebody
big talkin loud
You're transparent,
A
B
I been starin' through your Karl Kani
Em
Art imitates life imitates art
B
Get it straight, slice through the mic,
pourin' out my heart
A
When it's late night we
Em
Animate our dead opposition to get
B
one last phoney handshake
I read a lot and write a lot, empty
Em
my pockets at the gyro shop
B
Em
Hit the cash machine for some green,
I said giro cause my Greek's
B
Gaug
But my four- letter French works
A
fine if you're provokin'
Verse 3
B
Gaug
And we killers in the morning,
Em
Dm
killers in the evening
Em
Gaug
Wake up and we yawnin',
B
Em
happy we still breathin'
D
Got one longin', that's to keep eatin'
B
Em
A
Em
We here to stay and we ain't leavin'
F
B
Em
Verse 4
B
Em
Em
Verse 5
Em
I'm a cross between John
Gotti and Mahatma Gandhi
Look between pimp and square,
B
There, in vain I solemnly swear
Em
I'm a Guardian Angel with
I spent too much time fuckin
B
Em
Treatin' beats like bitches,
B
flippin' menage a trois's
You ain't tryin to see us angry,
pop, we already hard
Fuckin the the diplomats'll get you
A
B
Em
From the cat behind the wall
D
who play handball in the yard
Em
D
Em
To the one that run the block
as head baller in charge
B
To the brothers with the kufis on
Em
D
that walk with the gods
Em
Mission Hill, Cabrini Green,
all ghetto scenery
B
Every city got us beaten up,
Gaug
Em
down tryin creepin' up
Gaug
Soundbombing people,
Em
B
what? Till we get a equal cut
Em
We come through straight
smashi'n on the haters
B
A
Witness the world, the Rhymesayers
Verse 6
B
Gaug
And we killers in the morning,
Em
F#m
killers in the evening
Em
Gaug
Wake up and we yawnin',
Em
happy we still breathin'
B
Got one longin', that's to keep eatin'
Em
We here to stay and we ain't
A
leavin'
Dm
F
B
Verse 7
(Rock y'all)
Em
(Everything gonna be alright)
Verse 8
Gaug
Often the brain runs
B
Em
And expresses itself in words,
That's when it first occurred
to me where the pain comes
Em
Gaug
From, page one in my rhyme book
B
Em
B
If you listen closely you can picture
how my line looks
Em
You presently pressed to be
restin next to me
B
The best of me molestin destiny
wrestlin with ecstacy
The recipe for immoratlity
Em
B
Flows actually be on the malls
Of urban life with the laws of gravity
B
Gaug
Em
Audacity, you got a lot of it
Common sense should tell you not
to rap against
Gaug
Em
My real lilfe size is bigger than
Interlude 1
your confidence
B
A
Bb
B
Em
Em
Verse 9
Gaug
And we killers in the morning,
Em
killers in the evening
B
Wake up and we yawnin',
Em
A
B
Gaug
B
Em
happy we still breathin'
that's to keep eatin'
We here to stay and we ain't leavin'
A
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