Tonart: C major
Verse 1
E
F
E
C
Listen, just hit it with
E
It's just a fucking spider.
Em
C
F
E
Em
How hard is it to kill a spider?
C
F
E
Em
Fine, I'll do it.
E
Am
Rappers want to go model,
E
C
trying to be flying on the runway
F
E
When all their rhyme spray
Bb
pertains to gunplay.
E
Fm
but when it comes to hip -hop, you're
Am
E
Am
E
similar to big bop pers.
B
Am
My plane is existential,
fans are still wistful
Bbm
B
Am
For back in the days,
G#m
Am
G#
but I run with vagueness by the fistful.
Bbm
B
Am
And no, we're not loitering,
we are disorderly
Bbm
B
Am
Make beats and kick clowns,
but most importantly
C
F#
E
I'll spit this like it's my last day,
cause it might be
I might leave this roof
Am
and get hit by a truck
E
I'm off halfway, I like C
I'm slightly sick, but mostly hype
F
E
We spoke to Kali, talked to Al
The boys might smoke to 90s
Folks are life -living, I'm strife -giving
F
E
On knife -shivin' motherfuckers
near Northlands
F
Up by the hard tracks, singin' floor caps
E
Eb
With Cormorant, help restore rap
F
E
But too many feel they don't wanna test
Like Rorschach,
I can't work day -to -day
Am
E
The limit's caught me
in the lunch line
Am
E
That's why my show's last longer
than a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
F
Am
E
Am
I rap it to the next bar
E
C
like a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
F
E
But I make no sense
like a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
F
B
Am
Cause they don't pay drunks
E
that they ownin' the ticket
C
Am
E
I started to rip it at O 'Byrne's
after talkin' to chickens
F
E
The men were rook
ie birdcatchers
so they got it in hand
F
E
Fuck your girlfriend, man,
quit doubtin' your man
F
E
At your show, you're on stage,
you're playin' with your crew
F
E
While I poach it up, sip with Estella,
thinkin' of lines for you
E
ain't shit to me, I spit serendipity
F
E
Flippin' a ditch and I'm Joe
with Beats like Dudipity
Who's dissing me?
F
Crews get to be too finicky
E
Criminally fuming them,
F
E
D#
F
I bet it hurts you to see me on top
E
Jumping on chairs like Roberto Benigni
A
Am
especially when you dis
cern the average
B
Bm
And get above it
Am
E
by flipping samples
Am
E
like a dirty mattress
Am
Bbm
B
A
I con vey and use talent,
Am
display the true balance
B
Am
E
Is it a kid in the Navy?
Am
Bbm
B
Am
You might be telling some things
to elegant thinkers
Bb
Bbm
B
Until I run your house
Am
and take in jewels like Zelda's Link
Bbm
B
Am
But it looks like y 'all fucked up
Yes, y 'all fucked up
Bb
Am
Stumbled up and downstairs,
E
Am
apparently they run amok
G#m
Am
B
E
Pumps jump up, it's a dark star,
these car parkers
Better buckle up for the
Am
E
kid with the black Pumas
And the thrift store button up
Am
Knuckle fucks, I chuckle at them
D#
Am
Buckin' up, business on end
E
Staked out rust on thoughts
like I'm crushin' the endless
To this broken Copenhagen,
meanin' I didn't mark a target
Leavin' progress dark,
Am
it's been sharp dark
Am
harkin' back to the days
Now this isn't a rerun
E
I'm chillin' in a dorm,
Eb
F
steady drinkin' Capri Sun s
G
Bm
See, you know, that wasn't so hard
Am
G
See, that's how you kill a spider
You
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