Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Am
Em
Yo, B (just pass the blunt, man)
Am
Dm
Turn your speakers up, money
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Yo, God (yo, God?)
Yo
Am
Yo, I got mad skills
Verse 2
Em
Dm
And everything in New York ain't
Am
Dm
Am
always what it seems
Dm
Am
Dm
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
Am
But I'm down by law, and
I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Verse 3
Am
Dm
Am
ible, the lyr ical
E
Em
You can't be me like Niecey, to see
Am
me is gonna take a miracle
Dm
Am
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical
With a touch of this twister,
Dm
Am
Dm
stylistic mixture
Am
Dm
What I create pulsates,
Dm
Annihilate your mental mind
state (mind state)
Dre labels my vocabulary
Dm
I packs more knowledge than Confucius,
I'm deadly
Am
Induce you like Medusa,
Dm
with thoughts to share
E
Am
To niggas throughout this hemisphere,
far and near
Dm
Prepare, catch me chillin' like the winner
Am
Up against the number one contender,
Em
Am
as I enter
Dm
Am
'Cause I gets heated like friction
Dm
Motherfuck your whole
Am
Dm
React, this fact not fiction
Am
Dm
Telepathic addiction,
Am
to this homicidal recital
Dm
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Am
Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
Em
E
Am
Through the average
motherfucker's minds these days, uh
Dm
Am
I'm all ready to put work in
Take ten steps then turn and shoot
Dm
the first nigga smirking
Am
Give a fuck, what's your name
Dm
(name), what you claim (claim)
Em
Dm
Or why you came, motherfucker
Don't explain
Simply, don't tempt me, 'cause
Dm
Leggin' hoes like simpty, the invincible
Am
MC (who am I? Who am I?)
Dm
New York, New York, big city
Verse 4
of dreams
Am
Em
Am
And everything in New York ain't
Dm
Am
always what it seems
Dm
Am
Dm
You might get fooled if
you come from outta town
Am
But I'm down by law,
Dm
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Am
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
Em
Dm
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Am
Dm
It's too much,
I serve too many people
Am
And when I finish servin',
Dm
ain't gon' be no sequel
Am
Dm
New York, New York, big city of dreams
Am
Em
And everything in New York
Am
Dm
ain't always what it seems
Am
Dm
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
Am
But I'm down by law, and I'm
Am
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
Em
Dm
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Dm
Am
Dm
I serve too many people
Am
Dm
And when I finish servin',
Am
E
Am
ain't gon' be no sequel
Verse 5
Am
Dm
couple G's for every
E
MC I knocked to his knees
Em
Am
Verbally useless,
Dm
Am
oh, you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
Dm
Am
The barbaric, versatile,
you're no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit
my style? (Nigga)
Dm
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Em
Dm
Not a day goes by, don't get high,
don't ask why (why, oh why?)
Am
Dm
Tonight's the night for me
Dm
Into bits and pieces, lyrical telekinesis
Gets me into verbally vindictive
Em
Am
Violent vocabulary vibes to existence
Dm
Am
Catch me in the pitch- black path
Dm
I sit and let the sick thoughts
Am
pass through my mental
'Til I hear an instrumental
Dm
Am
Dm
Then detrimental verbals get
to spittin'
Em
The highest in intellect,
Dm
try connectin' with the written
Am
Now they faced with the forbidden,
C
Am
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen,
Am
Dips like a low- low,
Dm
Am
with my verbal four- four
Em
Dm
The cocoa complexion MC
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
with the slow flow
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
For sure, I takes it to you
Motherfucker,
Dm
mentally I go hardcore (you know)
Am
Dm
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC
Em
Dm
To vocally void your whole molecular
Am
structure
Am
Dm
mystic as Mxyzptlk
Hittin' MCs like pits the
Dm
New York, New York, big city
Verse 6
Dm
E
Em
And everything in New York
Dm
ain't always what it seems
Am
Dm
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
Am
But I'm down by law,
Dm
Am
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Dm
Am
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
Em
Dm
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Dm
I serve too many people
Am
And when I finish servin',
Dm
ain't gon' be no sequel
Em
And everything in New York
Am
Dm
ain't always what it seems
Am
Dm
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Am
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
Em
Dm
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Am
Dm
It's too much,
I serve too many people
Am
Dm
And when I finish servin',
Am
Em
Dm
ain't gon' be no sequel
Verse 7
Am
Dm
Am
We live (we live, we live)
Em
Dm
The night, I serve two thousand
Dm
Am
We live (baby)
Dm
'Cause can't none fuck
with the D- P- Gs
Am
Dm
We live (baby)
It was the night,
Em
Dm
I serve two thousand MCs (baby)
Dm
None can fuck with the DPGs
Am
Dm
A- B- C- D- P- G- C,
Em
Am
Dm
baby (baby), baby
A- B- C- D- P- G- C,
Am
Dm
baby (baby), baby (baby)
Verse 8
Dm
At day, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MCs stop in daylight
Am
I'm the deadliest MC you wanna
see on the streets
Dm
Invincibility is what makes me complete,
compete? (Baby)
Dm
Nah, you can't even fade me
Dm
your auntie, and your lady
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