Tonart: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Bbm
Cm
I said it's seldom that I sleep,
I don't believe in dreams
I'm dead or off in
Ab
New
Cm
York, so I believe in beams
This is a self -preservation first,
Ab
I'ma be blazing first
Cm
If not, what the fuck,
Bbm
I'm supposed to leave my seat
Cm
Heavy coat across the ferry
Ab
boat to feed my fiends
Cm
Ab
Steady the open quarter note
so I can lead my team
Cm
Hark, militant, deputy colonel,
Paul
Killian
Bbm
Civilians get stuck on my alley,
we call him
Gillian
Hong
Dong for sure,
Sean
Charvelon
Regular, regular,
Fm
Cm
Glock palm off the walls I'm a dropper,
keep the lava in the line of
my cloth
The bottom line that I'm
Cm
Cause all the problems
I'm a probably cause
The way my gun,
proudly applaud, stand in
ovations
Plus I clap at your mans in rotations,
demands
Cm
Been throwing their hand
Bbm
to hands on occasions
Cm
I ain't going nowhere,
Ab
it's like I'm stamped to the pavement
Cm
Ab
Cm
My loose links is off the chain
All my dogs bite,
Bbm
Brady's drip off they fangs
That's what
New
York like
Cm
Ab
Wide exposure, we live composers
It's
Cm
Loose
Links,
Staten
Island's live
Ab
Cm
It's over, these niggas in here high as
sober
Lookin' at me while
I'm pushin' through the
crowd
Bbm
You know I'm out to get over
Loose
Links invasion
Your man caught on fist,
paper chasin'
Reppin' for gangstas in
networked for somethin'
Ab
major
Cm
Fuck behind the wall,
Bbm
bein' used for slave
Cm
It's homicide house and
Ab
I'm your next door neighbor
Cm
Now feel me in my prison,
Ab
this song a deathly melody
Ab
push the new steel blue rover
King
Jehovah
Cm
Ab
Ten bows I drag em, nine birds I bag em
Cm
Al len key face on an automatic magnum
For real thugs, keep a gun,
Bbm
I come to make you taste your blood
Cm
Take a weaver, unlace my
Ab
Jordans, fuck a thiever
Sing
Ab
Sing prisoner, puffin' chiva
Cm
My team catch bricks like
Ab
passes to wide receivers
Cm
Bbm
I used to have a nameplate belt with a
Caesar
Ab
Mac with braids and a
Visa
Cm
Writin' rhymes, drinkin'
Ab
Valentine on my leisure
Cm
Your wifey, I'll please her, adultery style
Ab
Cm
And fuck a roll,
Bbm
my smoke come from the poultry, pal
J.
Love,
Cm
Rental,
Discretion
Advisor
We interrupt your regular
schedule program
Ab
Cm
for somethin' live
Y 'all better realize, y better realize
Bbm
Television tellin' lies to your vision
Cm
Have you ever seen how I'm
Ab
livin'? I'm penny -pinchin'
Cm
Ab
Fuck focus, I'm perfect 20 -20 vision
Cm
From the 1st to 9th inning
You gotta love the way I'm winning
Like
Bbm
NBA players love white women
Cm
Ab
Face facts, in rap nobody ill of face facts
Cm
Yep, your boy's back,
Ab
and I want my killer tape back
Cm
You can trust this my fact
Gorilla made rap, nothing to fuck with
Bbm
With or without a rhythmic track I
Cm
bring the ruckets to those
Snitches die slow,
bitches suck dick for dough
Fm
Ab
Killers get low,
Cm
dealers cut bricks a blow
Method kicks flows, picks my hoes
Bbm
With the same hand that picks my nose
Cm
Tell me, who that nigga
in the airport, son?
With a half a
O .Z. inside his
Air
Force
One, smell me?
What's that shit you smoking,
Macau?
Bbm
Cm
Yeah, yeah, I'm the dope man,
dope man
Ab
Come through your block
Keep the desert tucked in my coat, man
Stick up, niggas, who be thinkin' I'm a joke,
man?
Come touch your boy and get
Bbm
that ass smoked, man
Cm
It's not a game when I told
you I cop like six keys
And I'm constantly on the run,
duckin' from
D's
Runnin' behind bushes and trees,
I can't even sneeze
Any false movers send
Bbm
me up the river with ease
Cm
I find my self on my knees praying
for a lost forgiveness
Cause deep down I know
I'm on that man's shit
Lest I move when the wind shifts
Catch me on your eastern perimeter
Bbm
Politicking deals with the senator
Cm
Nine shots or ends of ya,
Ab
that'll be the emperor
Ab
I don't need no motherfucking emperor
I'm
Cm
Staten
Island's emperor
Ab
Cm
About to add degrees to the temperature
Bbm
If you get shot then it was meant for ya,
Cm
No rental discretion advised
We interrupt your regular scheduled
program for something live
Cm
Cm
Y 'all better realize, y 'all better realize,
Bbm
Cm
television tellin' lies to your vision, yo!
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