Tonart: Eb major
Verse 1
E#
D#m
G#m
F#
M .I .C.
C#
F#
D#m
M .I .C.
E#
M .I .C.
F#
The grim reaper will reap so
E#
don't sleep or make a peep
D#m
I'm deep, I got a shawty
G#m
and it pumps like a
G
F#
As it pump, you weep,
C#
your options creep
F#
A#m
I'm not pumping day light soul,
E#
I'm pumping little creeps
In heaps and heaps of lead
like sheep that led
D#m
To their deathbed, fed,
G#m
G#
F#
instead of making bread that left dead
C#
Ripped to shreds, twisted, hangin'
F#
A#m
E#
I rest heads to bed like
club head get wise
A#m
D#m
Real ize that sometimes
E#
hypnotize emcees
To my rhymes and lines
that they memorize
F#
Strap kick, dick sticks, built like dick sticks
E#
The two picks, I kick ass,
quick and sick like a karate flick
Chop you like a brick, you tick
F#
D#m
Flame brother, either father,
brother, king or mix
G#m
G#
F#
But you're dope as shit,
C#
F#
you dick, I stick niggas up
E#
Cause I'm a lunatic,
my victims are handpicked
F#
You wiped off like lipstick,
E#
seasick or homesick
D#m
Pretend I'm glad you beat
G#
that ass with a boomstick
F#
Say one word, and yes,
C#
your ass I'll chase
F#
E#
That's not gas, that's fear in your face
Help the words, no handshake,
you're soft like cheesecake
D#m
Tough like beefsteak,
G#m
but sweet like short cake
G#
F#
C#
A young star, my fall, that's up the bar
F#
E#
No matter who you are,
I'll be ready to spar
A#m
E#
Cause the mic is a crowbar,
D#m
my rhymes are solar
E#
Classy like a jaguar,
the microphone all -star
F#
D#m
E#
Grim's a diehard, chill on the boulevard
F#
With my bodyguard, he's big like it's
E#
St.
Bernard's in war
I declare, so be aware, it's so fair
D#m
Cause you can't compare
gold to silverware
G#m
I
F#
DESTROY!
You the fuck on my path,
C#
you interfering with me
F#
E#
Go against me nigga,
you don't want no dealers with
I
DESTROY!
You the fuck on my path,
you interfering with me
D#m
Go against me nigga,
G#m
G#
you don't want no dealers with me
F#
DES TROY!
the fuck on my path,
C#
you interfering with me
F#
D#m
E#
Go against me nigga,
you don't want no dealers
You can't cause a dent to
my demented senses
D#m
G#
F#
Relentless pain, no novocaine I drill like a dentist,
couldn't prevent this
C#
F#
E#
Heart like cement tape, musical rape,
leave you hanging like drapes
I crush microphones like they were grapes
D#m
On tour, I make a lot of paints
G#m
F#
But the words you heard,
C#
D#m
F#
I meant this I designed this shape, I bent this track
E#
Sent this whack apprentice
F#
ass right back
E#
F#
To the drawing board, it was a joke
D#m
To the rhyme, overlord,
G#m
G#
F#
overlord, overlord soul
C#
F#
Catch the wave like coke,
E#
let you float like a surfboard
F#
E#
Stompin' the streets, I tear up clubs
D#m
You reach for the mic and
G#m
I leave you with nub s
F#
C#
A frog brings sales like a bag of chips
F#
E#
When a rapper try to flip,
or either give me lip
Catch me at my maddest,
F#
E#
D#m
that's when I write my baddest shit
G#m
F#
Then I lock like a pick on the paper
C#
Sic em, another victim for the
F#
D#m
musical raper
E#
Round ripper, style stripper, non -hipper
D#m
A#m
Sharp like a nail clipper
D#m
F#
I'm bigger than both of the dippers
E#
And very dapper,
D#m
E#
I'll go deeper than flipper
F#
D#m
But when it come to rappers,
rappers, rappers
F#
E#
F#
E#
Huh, y 'all just little whippersnappers
F#
E#
So what up, what up, punk, shut up
D#m
I'll get your jaw broke like
G#m
Grazerutter
F#
Ah shit, I'm at it again
C#
F#
D#m
E#
Chasing motherfuckers like I'm
Rin
Tin
Tin
F#
E#
The final chapter, no more laughter
D#m
G#m
As I bomb your ass just like the day after
F#
No nuclear warheads, cause instead
C#
F#
A#m
All rhymes are lost by the
E#
kid who's fed
We're infrared to pinpoint the joint
D#m
All the place, all the person I chase face
G#m
F#
So walk, and don't try to
C#
talk when I start to stalk
F#
D#m
I don't discriminate,
E#
Grim
Reaper hates
D#m
All
MCs who grab the microphone
Yes, I dislike them wheth
D#m
er they're friend or foe
So yo, I start to throw deadly body blows
Eight -punch combos, I turn stars into
John
Doe's
So if you see me at a show, you better
G .O.
And tiptoe your ass out the fuckin' door
I film my shows with a
Handycam
Before I go on, I sip some brandy and
Sprinkle sweet rhymes like the
Candyman
And I cripple
MCs, make them handy, man
I destroy
Get the fuck out my path
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