Tonart: Gb major
Verse 1
Gm
C'mon let's go! Yeah
It's beautiful, c'mon,
keep marchin'
Cm
Everybody say hey, hey, hey,
Gm
hey, hey, hey (Hey, hey!)
Verse 2
Gm
Now if you got toast,
you keep your shots low
Ab
Gm
You hug the block close,
we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
Ab
Gm
You duck the five- oh,
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
Ab
Gm
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
Ab
Gm
Who gettin' real high?
We rock on and on
Verse 3
Gm
Yeah, I flow beautiful like
Ab
Gm
(Traffic)like Benecio, (Suspect) is
(Usual)
Cut checks like cuticles, bust
tecs at funerals
Abm
Gm
My sound freak you out like
rough sex in the studio
I blow the back out the track
when I black out
Abm
Gm
Got the spot maxed out,
people in the front pass out
Security carry that ass out
Abm
Gm
Get in the zone when I'm stoned
like I live in a glass house
Last bout I was in started to get
Gm
Homeboy got dropped and
spazzed out like mysterious
The boy in the hood with the furious style
Ab
Gm
We in the age of Aquarius now, yo
I show pain in the manner of
Coltrane's "Alabama"
Niggaz wanna blaze a hammer
"Real girls get down on the flo'" like
David Banner when I handle my shit
I go banana clips you walkin
where the animals live
Verse 4
Gm
Now if you got toast,
you keep your shots low
Ab
You hug the block close,
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
Ab
Gm
You duck the five- oh,
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
Ab
Gm
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
Ab
Gm
Who gettin' real high?
We rock on and on
[Talib Kweli]
Cm
Now everybody say (hey, hey,
Gm
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)
Verse 5
Gm
Yo, the way I spit is ghetto
Abm
Like when niggaz pray over
And get the metal 'til the shit is settled
I pull strings like Geppetto did Pinocchio
Abm
Gm
Y'all niggaz sing to po- po like,
K- Ci and JoJo or Sisqo and Nokio
Abm
LeLe and Coco y'all,
Ab
Gm
Sisters With Voices
Y'all, lyrics are pointless
My lyrics anoint like, oils and ointments
Abm
Gm
I had a big death but
I missed my appointment
Y'all walkin' through the valley
while I run through it
Ab
Gm
Every party we come through
makin the "Gun Music"
Practice the (Art of War), don't
make me Sun Tzu it
Ab
Gm
I put them knots in yo' head 'til
you can't undo it
You can't unscrew it,
ladies wanna take it off
All they want is piece
of mind so I break 'em off
I grab the game by the balls
until I made it cough
And made these bitch ass
niggaz take they make- up off
Verse 6
Gm
Now if you got toast,
you keep your shots low
Ab
You hug the block close,
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
Ab
Gm
You duck the five- oh,
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
Ab
Gm
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
Ab
Gm
Who gettin' real high?
We rock on and on
Verse 7
Cm
Gm
Everybody say (hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)
Abm
Yeah, get it right, Talib Kweli
Outro 1
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Abm
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Abm
Ab
Gm
Abm
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Ab
Gm
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