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