Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Am
It's a long sand man,
Em
Am
we need to like make some shit light
G
Am
To where they can really know right,
what it be like
Where I be at,
and so I'm gon' bring that
I'm gon' swing that,
G
Am
I'm gon' shake that
Em
Am
Check it out bro, one of them
I mean if your doors wanna lock with
John
They got way more angles
Am
I'm gonna rock you like it's
Chaka
Khan
G
Yeah, these niggas blowin' up, but they're not the bomb,
Am
that's why I ask her
Keep it hot with no monotony
Properly rockin' these spot,
Em
Am
that's how it got to be
Stoppin' me might get you popped,
this ain't democracy
Dm
Am
I could be startin' a hip
-hop monopoly now
Yeah,
Tim
Panik, I got stretch, somethin' ridiculous
But don't panic,
G
Am
cause I possess methods mellifluous and hypnotic
And I bet you gon' get into this,
your head's noddin' and now that's not a coincidence
The despotic killed they best
Dm
when crushin' insolence
Am
The
Masonic want your death
Am
So based on this, I take
steps to remain vigilant
To make an honest living
using precision instruments
I condone microphones
Strike a tone with hyperpones
G
Am
To splice your open twice as dope
That most them
C's roast them
G
C's
Am
Who is they supposed to be?
I'm one of the most cutting compulsive
Dm
Am
Oh so swift to flip notes adrift
My mind's ocean of
endless stupendous
Brain benders came in
G
this industry to end this
Am
But not any hinders progress,
so I express
G
Am
G
Deliver the best to give it the rest
Am
In excess of enough to replace the waste
Am
follow me to a place unknown
Mind blown, I gotta be on my own I can't
Dm
G
Am
rely on no company to be pumping me
That's why I don't sell my ass
To get written or walked in past
We getting where we fitting
with precision in class
So bet your last money it's
Dm
gonna be a stone gas
Am
Honey if the beast don't catch
your ass running away
Hey, nerves are sprayed when these
verbs are sprayed
Energy surges reverberate, disturbing
I condone microphones
Dm
G
Strike a dome with hyperphones
Am
G
A splice, you're open
Emotional seeds, grow some seeds
G
Am
Who was I supposed to be?
Bring on the
Beast
Dm
Wars or leave your teeth sore
Am
E -score, invented, tempted,
emcees
Proceeds, exploration, destination
Ride
Am
Get under your skin like
a beast on your hand
Wait for
Wonderland and make
G
Understand?
Am
Recalculating while you
G
Am
over there pal pitating
Dm
Dull facing foes, well capable
Am
Take a pose in the tournament,
G
you're sure to get a tourniquet
Am
Cer tified, fortified, leading
MCs mortified
Left you rivals in self -denial
I hope you try though,
Dm
Am
fry your eyes with cybertainment
I'll arrange it, eat a rapper up like a
Danish
Pain is in the mind and I'll show you
As I thrust these electromotives
G
through your nervous tissue
Am
Which will blow you off the map
You soft as pap,
you still doing that pop rap
You need to get off that
I condone microphones, strike a dawn
When I propose,
G
Am
I splice ya open twice as
dope
Emote some
C's, roll some
G
Am
C's, who is that
supposed to be?
I know your guns will smoke
G
Am
Get struck by the human lightning rod,
I'm
remote, I'm quiet and shy
Making love to beautiful
Puerto
Rican women
in
NY
Back to killer
Cali, making rappers backslide
Till they capsize,
G
Am
baptize the mic with the holy water
Purify the devil, it's true
That fake rappers use to embellish their
That's why they got blown out they shoes,
front page news
Crews get obliterated by
the innovative prodigy
Gotta be none other than,
Ope
Am
Lindsey, flows knockout flows like
Jack
Dempsey
A true
MC, down to the cartilage
Rip apart the stage like
Sid
Vicious and the
Sex
Pistols
Wet whistles, the fire water bucket list
Elf of clear to your ear,
Ope spit that bullshit
Rockin' it after us,
it's blasphemous
Probably smokin' crack and some dust
Too wack to bust, I'm fabulous
Man, you just need to quit it, I can't
stand too much
Lyrics'll have you crutched
Brand new crutch, scandalous
So remember that the man is plus
Eat you and your man for lunch
Have you touch
My city where the land is plush
Dm
G
Am
Cali chronic for the grandest rush
Hash and blunts
I ain't knowin' too much about
Christallin' and mowin'
But independent shit got my chips
pilin' and growin'
Whack niggas as old with that rigamarole
Outta here like a minute
ago with your pitiful flow
I bust the cattle,
keep your prose on the cloche
Polysyllabic artillery, bust your cold bodies
Got your phonicles hot as melted
wax or fresh polish
By reconnaissance or silence,
demolish your all models
Juggernaut,
Armstrong, blast off like rocket launchers
The nickel slick articulate,
hieroglyphic subconscious
Am
Real cosmic, bright like phoenix,
so ingenious
Always coordinating,
Am
audio frequencies, tweaking helix
Like
hit harder than grand slams on the
TASCAM
When megawatts surge,
converge, then crack dams
Jack
Am
Cameron and animated
FCs crash land
Fuckin' with this miraculous,
immaculate, black man
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