Tonart: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Where all the Heads at
Yeah there's four of the hardcore
Hip Hop don't give a fuck who you are
Beat you down if you step
Nice People
You feel this sh !t
Then put yo f !ckin hands up
You like the sh !t
Then put yo f !ckin hands up
You want this sh !t
Then put yo f !ckin hands up
D
E
I'm the cop you're the robber
A
F#m
Put yo hands up
You feel this sh !t
Then put yo f !ckin hands up
You like this sh !t
Then put yo f !ckin hands up
You want this sh
Yeah, put your fucking hands up
D
E
D
I'm the cop, you're the robber,
C#
F#m
It's like, uh -oh, man,
it feels like I'm walking a tightrope
Just to make matters worse,
I'm wearing a blindfold
There ain't a light bulb,
so it's dark in here, people
D
E
But I re gard,
A
F#m
so doubt you're not fair, people
Oh damn, what have I got
myself into?
There's a man at the end of the rope,
he's gotta get too nice
Oh, you wanna take my life?
E
A
I got plans to meet my future wife
F#m
I'm going places,
and that's not in your basement
I'm talking bout those spots
that you know is amazing
Make cracks in the ground
when I step on the pavement
D
E
I know you like my teeth,
but sorry it's taken
C#
F#m
It came from demos in caravans,
thugs with bananas, man
Is it an old monkey boy?
You want a banana man?
Oh, you something different?
D
You and the ragtag things
E
They don't fuck with us
A
and you'll end up in an ambulance
F#m
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
E
A
C#
so somebody open up heaven's gates
F#m
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
E
A
so somebody open up heaven's gates
F#m
Yeah, it feels good to be here
I'm in the clouds,
ain't no haters around
Thoughts disappear, it's meditation
That's spiritual medication
D
E
If you didn't know then,
A
C#
I guess you want an application
F#m
Sorry dawg, we booked up,
ain't no need for your check
Show respect or get chin -checked
on the side of your neck
It's like boom, you felt that?
My power never doubt that
D
E
We want the potatoes,
A
F#m
restraining everyone, I'll couch back
Give me a treadmill, run till I drop
I don't give a damn,
I felt the pain under the chops
I've received a blind shot,
shit, haven't we all?
D
E
Shit, what I give just to remind ya
A
F#m
No food war, bitches
You stop us? Uh -uh
That's right, what the fuck you thought?
You can't stop this movement
This is that snowball effect, but yeah, uh
You feel this shit?
Then put your fucking hands up
You like this shit?
Then put your fucking hands up
You want this shit?
Then put your fucking hands up
D
E
I'm the cop, you're the robber,
A
F#m
put your hands up
You feel this shit? put your
fucking hands up
You like this shit?
Then put your fucking hands up
You want this shit?
Then put your fucking hands up
D
E
I'm the cop, you're the robber,
A
F#m
put your hands up
you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
E
A
so somebody open up
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
If you don't give me heaven,
then I will raise hell
E
A
F#m
so somebody open up heaven's
A
F#m
gates
D
E
A
F#m
D -d -d -d -d
D
Decepticons, feel that, I think,
E
A
C#
one love, peace!
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