Tonart: F minor
Verse 1
Bb
All the swingin' young hip
Cm
Bb
I'm their symbol, I'm real
Fm
Cm
With me they can relate and associate
C
You see, I came from those
same shabby shacks
Fm
C
With those same funky rags
Cm
on my back
Fm
But growin' up in a world of dog -eat -dog,
learned
That the dirtiest dog got the bone
C
Fm
Meaning not the dog with the
Fm
Cm
But the dog with the coldest heart
Fm
Bb
Coldest heart I became the North Pole
Fm
Cm
Fm
Bb
Ebm
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Uh, yeah, good time I sit
What? Four corners, four floors
Some raw, raw, off the floor
Like you're never thrown down
What's that?
That I be this lyrical, miracle,
typical, spiritual nigga who
What? These people are turning,
don't listen to
Uh -huh
Till I listen to him,
realize it's pitiful, despicable, original
Had to get a visual, it was printed, what?
For the man to get these fans
Ebm
to just scream down his neck
Like he was standing next to Mystical
Fm
Before this rapping book,
looking through my rapping book
I was rapping, clapping,
looking for a cap to just
Bb
Fm
I ain't have to rap about
how much crack I push
Been dealing with Peter Pan
way before Captain Hook
Bbm
Fm
Dust on the boat,
even had the captain hook
This nigga platter -puss,
he won't move a pack
He shook, movin' back, he shook
Ebm
I done slapped some crooks,
I left em' like eff em'
For givin' me some nasty looks,
Fm
I run with twelve goons
From midnight to twelve noon,
then let that twelve boom
Leave you with a shell wound,
I end up in that jail tune
I have a chick bringin' me balloons
like she wantin' me to get well soon
That's that coca -coca, cho -cha -ho -da -ho,
I'm so -so
Rollercoaster, Vida Vida, Loka Loka
Bbm
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Smoker, Smoker,
Smoker, Smoker,
The more I throw a chick chain,
Fm
the more I'm Oprah Clown, I duds,
bring around the drugs
A brick a pound of duds,
that'll get the town to love
That's why I bling around in studs
Black diamonds make my bezel
look like the ring around your tub
I get the whole sweater,
all sick off the fifth and the fourth letter
Bbm
Homie, I'm an off -setter,
Trick, I'm the man,
Ebm
let I get in your pants
Bbm
Quicker than a cross -dresser
It's over, man
Can't you see it's over?
Bbm
Fm
Get out of here, scram
Fm
I got this shit on lock, man
Outro 1
Fm
Fm
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