Tonart: G minor
Verse 1
Ab
Eb
Cm
Eb
Yeah..
B
You motherfuckers oughta let me go and finish
Cm
G
Cm
G
this motherfuckin album
G
Name of this track is called "I Don't Want
Eb
the Motherfuckin Chorus"
B
Whatever all the arrangements are
A
G
Cm
we gon' go through
Fuck all the laws..
G
Verse 2
Eb
What the fuck was in your mind when you
Who possessed you to do that? Who pro
A
grammed - that shit sound wack
G
You motherfuckers rap under
Cm
a bunch of fuckin hype
Programmed by the company,
Vocals sound like a nigga with no
B
makin asses out of yourselves,
tryin to rap solo
A
Suck my dick when you see me; avoid because
Cm
why'all niggaz write like slouches puffin
blunts on studio couches
What's up you fuckin amateur?
G
Your engineer'll cue in
your bullshit cadence
Eb
That shit sounds simple; look
G
B
at this nigga rhymin to hisself
A
Wack as fuck, smell like shit for one buck
Big crews don't want it
G
- - why'all get it worse
Cm
Which one of why'all motherfuckers
is waitin for the mic first?
G
I hope your bitch is in the audience
Your wife too,
Eb
that's your fanbase - - plus your DJ's in the place
A
let it be fair; when you come off- stage
G
A
G
ninety percent of the people that
Cm
G
came on your guest list
A big dissapointment when I rub your
G
asshole with a verbal ointment
Rappers actin hard,
Eb
nervous in the dressin room
with a security guard
B
Groupies standin round with
they fuckin face frowned
A
Lookin like fuckin Homey the Clown
G
Put that Spring Wa ter down man,
You motherfuckers did a ten minute
G
weak show and you jettin;
your fans are mad - your
Eb
performance was garbage bag
Look at these videotapes
B
Walkin back and forth grabbin your nuts
A
like the Planet of the Apes
G
Supervise it, criticize it,
Cm
G
why'all don't realize it
Cm
where the real guys at
Who's administrating your budget
when you takin
G
that high picture for Right On
with your ballroom light on
Eb
You know the night is kind
B
of special like Lowenbrau
when I escort you to your car,
G
Cm
Leave the premises and reminisce on your
G
Cm
rookie season after you first started
G
You try to work hard and you never paid no dues
Eb
like Cold Crush and Afrika Bambaata
You wack nigga,
B
tryin to act large in the video in Nevada
A
You fuckin pink maggot; I'll take your mic,
G
Cm
You niggaz be runnin around with ears
G
open like fuckin bunny rabbits
Verse 3
G
Eb
B
Eb
B
That's right, Dr. Dooom
All you motherfuckers around the world
G
Cm
sittin in studios with your boys
B
Cm
Hypin your shit up
G
Motherfuckers don't want to tell
you that your shit is wack
Eb
because they all yes men
B
A
Sittin around, carryin your roadie cases
A
Cm
Bein your fuckin
cheerleaders
I'ma tell you straight,
G
look in the fuckin mirror, you wack
Eb
B
Eb
That shit don't sound right,
B
your mixdown ain't right
Your vocals are too low.. your
fuckin cadence is off
Cm
Stage show's weak.. fuck you!
G
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