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All I Know chords by Sycosis

  • F

  • Am

  • E

  • Em

Verse 1
F
Am
F
Am
E
Yo, I just wanna
Am
rap,
fuck this other shit
F
Am
Beam me up to the mothership,
I ain't from it anyway
Em
Practice freestyles, I'm renegade
Am
Life gave me lemons,
F
Em
I'll turn that shit in a minute, mate
Am
Y 'all wave ridin',
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my only interest to in novate
Am
Music ain't the bitch,
F
Em
but luckily I can penetrate
Am
All I know is aim, target,
E
Am
lock, shoot, disintegrate
Once I get to spittin' and spazzin',
F
Am
they hyperventilate
Yeah, I understand it's your wife,
Em
E
but I call a dinner plate
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Super straight and super max,
F
Am
so tell me what that in dicate
I was with the killers
Em
and the dealers off the interstate
Am
F
Been kickin' game on legal stains
E
and how to beat a case
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Say my name in the mirror three times,
fine, n***a, wait
F
I'll be there like Michael Jack
Em
with a cycle pack
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Rocket launcher, barbed wire back,
Em
plus a knife attached
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How nice is that?
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Fuck your plaques
Em
if you don't write your raps
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Y 'all all fighters anyway,
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no wonder Tyson back
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E
This music shit legit, it's all I know
On my grind all the time,
I'm fine long as I grow
Am
F
In my prime, in my mind, get signs,
E
that's how I know
Get the money, fuck the fame,
Em
maintain, that's how it go
Am
E
Uh -oh, this music shit, legit, is all I know
On my grind all the time,
I'm fine, long as I grow
Am
In my prime, in my mind,
E
get signs, that's how I know
Get the money, fuck the fame,
F
maintain, that's how it go
Print the lines before I wrote them
Picture the fans who quote them
Clean the knives before I load them
Tuck it close to the scrotum
Case you wanna be a dick
That's a quick click, then I fold them
Dressed in all black in your
living room
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Like your modem, that's an all -cash
F
Give it to him soon,
Em
like a home, you should fall back
E
From that white girl,
like you owed him
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Cause you tweakin'
for speakin' my name,
F
E
that shit is dead
I'm psychosis,
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I'm eatin' your brains,
Em
that's on your head
Am
F
Need a bigger bag, feel like Scottie,
Em
they payin' Michael Moore
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And niggas mad, see me run it up
like a FICO score
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Give the gab, talkin' money,
F
Em
I lived this life before
We spittin' mad,
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this been bottled up like a liquor store
They listed nine,
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Am
I offer five, then figure four
I flip that ten,
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that six again to get me more
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That's real estate talk,
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Em
this ain't been no cakewalk
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SoundForce my fruity loops
F
with Pro Tools and SafePulse
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F
E
This music shit legit is all I know
On my grind all the time,
I'm fine long as I grow
Am
In my prime, in my mind,
F
E
get signs, that's how I know
Get the money, fuck the fame,
Em
maintain, that's how it go
Am
E
Oh oh, this music shit legit is all I know
On my grind all the time,
I'm fine long as I grow
Am
In my prime, in my mind,
E
get signs, that's how I know
Get the money, fuck the fame,
Em
maintain, that's how it go
Am
F
E
Oh oh, this music shit legit is all I know
On my grind all the time,
I'm fine long as I grow
Am
And my prime and my mind
E
get signs that's how I know
Get the money, fuck the fame,
maintain that's how it go
Am
F
E
This music shit, legit, is all I know
On my grind all the time
I'm fine long as I grow
Am
And my prime and my mind
E
get signs that's how I know
Get the money, fuck the fame,
F
maintain that's how it go
Em
Am
That's all I know
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