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