Security Akkorde von
Royce Da 5′9′′
Royce Da 5′9′′

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Tonart: E major
Verse 1
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Secuuurity,
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yea- yeeaaaah!
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Securityyyyyyy!
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Lemme tell y'all a story about somebody I feel was a gangster; And that's
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the very same reason he ain't here with me nomooooo'!
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Uh! - He marched around the corna' like
a soldier (like a soldier!)
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But not to get no on- the- mic
exposure. (exposure!)
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To question me; I guess he checkin' me I'm feelin
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like I'm lookin' at my own self in the face
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As death's destiny awaits.
Us both wearin' vests's. (wearin' vest's!) - Us both
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stressed from the same pressures.
Us both fuckin'
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trainwreck wreckless! (trainwreck wreckless!)
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Guns whip out. - He had a.9,
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I had a.40. - I remember a point in time
When he had mine,
I had his shorty;
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And I could cry tellin' this story!
(tellin' this story!)
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If you can visualize a downtown crowded street,
(downtown crowded street!)
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Somebody was eatin' an' saw P pull out his piece. - And decided
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to reach!
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(decided to
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reach!)
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Secuuurity, yea- yeeaaaah! Asked us what we got
guns for? We told
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'em it's for:
Securityyyyyyy!
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Proof this one's for you. I love you
Doody!
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He marched up out his house like a soldier,
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(like a soldier!)
Decided to titty- bar it.
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A lot of alcohol consumption
and drug use,
While out with the city's
hardest. (city's hardest!)
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Niggas (niggas!) - foldin' money up with black
face; flickin' photos (flickin' photos!)
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The only thing he was missin'
was my nigga Dolo.
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He decided to leave them and go
to an after- hour
After the 4- hour,
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- he act crazier than Scarface after snortin' powder.
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He get into it with this dude,
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point his piece at him;
They say he shot him, problem is,
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I don't believe that! (I don't believe that!)
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And - on the real I (on the real
I!) - only know shots flew
And when the smoke cleared they say he got
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killed by... (killed by!)
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Secuuurity, yea- yeeaaaah!
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Shot my nigga like that.
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(like that!) - That...
Securityyyyyyy!
Probably shoulda watched
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his back!
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Secuuurity, yea- yeeaaaah!
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It's fucked up, right?
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Securityyyyyyy!
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Proof this one's for you. I love you
Doody!
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Verse 7
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I know y'all seen "Beef
III", ("Beef III"!)
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And it probably made you think that I ain't like
Shady. (I ain't like Shady!)
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The truth is,
I was at Proof's funeral;
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Cryin' like a baby. - I was sittin' in
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the back row (back row!)
With Vicious. - Wishin' I can
go up to Marshall,
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Denaun, Swifty, Obie, Bizarre,
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Paul and Von. (Paul and Von!)
And say somethin' positive (somethin' positive!) after
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all the negative shit that we been through
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Thinkin' we'd talk one day
if it was meant to.
Reservations 'bout walkin' up
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there an' gettin' in the way
It's probably better off
to - just pray. (just pray!)
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Thinkin' my niggas are dyin';
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It was my first time at an over 1000 people
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funeral with... (funeral with!)
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Secuuurity, yea- yeeaaaah!
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R.I.P.!
Securityyyyyyy!
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We love you, P!
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Secuuurity, yea- yeeaaaah!
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R.I.P.!
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Securityyyyyyy!
Proof this one's for you.
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I love you Doody!
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