Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
Now? FBI monitors
Am
See me on the street,
ask me where the weed at
Bm
Or the coke I don't sell, I yell, they
Am
Set me up for running,
Em
breathin' like a Sleestak
Run into a car and almost
bent my knee back
Am
'S better than the cell where my
Run into a liquor store,
Bm
they ask what you do
Am
Wearin' FUBU, I'm with
my man Nduku
Em
The bag don't come through
Bm
I said, "Merci beaucoup"
Am
If they ask you was I runnin',
tell them bastards I flew
Em
Made it to the hood,
Bm
plans to catch a few flicks
G
terrorizin' through shit
Em
Bustin' dope- eatin' mommas
Bm
while they makin' Cool Whip
Em
Bm
Face down, gettin' dirt
on my back- to- school fit
Em
My neighbor next to me got
black and blue lips
you gona see the view flip
Em
Kick our boot up they ass,
Bm
ask 'em if the shoe fit
Am
Till then they wanna see us
pushing up tulips
Em
Press my nuts so much, shit,
I think I'm sterile
Bm
Em
Got up,
G
brush the gravel off my apparel
Em
This girl Sheryl got parole violation
Bm
Em
Bm
Said she was high 'cause of pupil dilation
Em
If you never been to jail,
now, since infinity
Bm
You'll get searched livin' in this vicinity
Em
Or har assed, beat to shit,
I mean the livin' daylights
Bm
Am
Wouldn't be no dope slangin'
if McDonald's paid right
Em
The ruling class shit's dope
to you and me
Bm
Am
And don't get arrested, is this lunacy?
Em
Bm
Em
Or is it pimp- lomatic immunity?
Bm
Am
Is it a war on drugs,
or just my community?
Em
Verse 2
Now who gets paper and who gets
Bm
Em
per ved
Am
Who gets slapped and who gets served
Em
This type o' shit get on my last nerve
Am
Em
I think about it in the car
Verse 3
Em
Bm
Em
Who gets paper and who gets perved
Bm
Who gets slapped and who gets served
Em
This type o' shit get on my last nerve
Bm
I think about it in the car
and I starts to swerve
Verse 4
Em
I got a communist plot
to get the federales hot
Am
So many cops'd run and flock,
it's been?
Em
You got a flake and two rocks,
and two G's in the shoebox
Am
'Cause was it after two knocks,
Verse 5
you hurdled fences in your socks
Bm
Em
Am
This is for my gente, keep it caliente
Let's send the presidente on a one- way
Bm
trip to Kaiser Permanente
Not a teacher, but a sensei
Am
These rhymes are for battle,
plus you gotta get the rent paid
Em
Bm
I bust a donut up in front of Winchell's, make
this police state officials
Am
Cause they talk differential
these rhymes ain't provincial
Bm
Coroners call our bodies
Em
Broke as fuck eatin'
Bm
lentils with no utensil
Am
That type o' shit motivated
Em
my pencil
Verse 6
Em
fists of the imperial
G
I'm spittin' through your stereo
Folks need currency
Am
My job got a crowd wavin'
applications fervently
Em
Some'll get accepted,
most'll get rejected
Am
Guess they goin' have to hustle 'til
the new prison get erected
unemployment street
Bm
Am
They'll be makin' microchips for two
dollars a week
Em
And they'll be packin' us in there
in droves and fleets
And Channel Two gon' call
G
it "cleanin' up the streets"
Verse 7
and who gets perved
Bm
Who gets slapped and who gets served
Em
This type o' shit get on my last nerve
Bm
I think about in in the car
Verse 8
and I starts to swerve
Em
Bm
Who gets paper and who
gets perved
Am
Who gets slapped and who gets served
Em
This type o' shit get on my last nerve
Bm
I think about in the car and I starts to swerve
Verse 9
Em
who gets paper and...
Bm
Am
Em
who gets perved?
Bm
Who gets slapped and...
Em
Bm
Em
This type o' shit get... on my last nerve
G
Em
Am
I think about in the car and I... starts to swerve.
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