Auto Bio chords by GZA, The Genius

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I was born with the mic in my hand
Then I took it from Medina to the SI land
I pulled up on the block, got off the truck
It was the first of pit stops,
the era of the spinning top
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The birth of hip hop,
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that was something I had identified with
So I made it my point to
exploit this fly gift
Myself and RZA make trips to the BX
A mass of ferocious MC's,
the town of T -Rex
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Tryin' Shinobi ways,
rap flows for every day
We knew we would get a reward
with a price to pay
The basic training was
beyond entertaining
Just a cadence of the verbal expressions
self -explaining
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Wore my boots out from
constant walks
across the rural
Tore the troops out the frame
when they challenged the most
Thorough from well concealed,
firing positions we let off the most
Dangerous with that slang
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that's just to shatter the coast
They say I rhyme like the
bank is stopped
Cause MC's be more shook
than the dice just dropped
Especially if I'm rollin'
Then the point is definitely proven
Cause with the jizz a -holin'
that keep a nigga movin'
I walk Broadway from Quincy to Myrtle
Back to Quincy, cut careers,
whatever the expense be
They heard the legend, run to the Revin'
But headaches and blackouts
worse than 7 -7
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And when my job is done,
then it's time to give those that's
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coming up some runs,
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so you can see where they from.
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And since the product is good,
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we gonna swing it from the slums,
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up the hill to the hood,
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till it's understood.
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We still search through the crates
for songs that just breaks
At times we play legendary
battles on tapes
Unlikely confrontation,
but a clash of swords
Energy that was stored,
be reigning just poured
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on cats and dogs
Water that flooded the stands
The violence that nature had triggered
The violence of man that was bloodshed
From what's said, audible threats
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Publicized regrets, wanted it live or dead
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A handful recovered from
the dramatic plunge
While the rest kept babbling
and speaking in tongues
Since the competition already
slayed him in the scrimmage
He continued to tarnish that
already faded image
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In the sport, when they come short,
majors don't need them
Then they broke, lose their homes,
livelihood, and freedom
The rhyme could be a blunt object
to make you choke
Like too many totes,
that'll be torture growth
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This is witty, unpredictable,
talent all natural gain
But non -additive slain,
that's all actual fact
The high roller,
knock the chip off your shoulder
Strike like the perfect bowler
With catastrophic damage
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from what was hard to manage
Punishment swift and sudden,
unparalleled with vantage
Brought to a level
where you froze and can't speak
Trapped in the frigid
temperatures of that peak
And when my job is done,
then it's time to give those
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that's coming up some fun
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So you can see where they from
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It's just a product, it's good
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We gon' sling it from the slums
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Up the hill to the hood
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Till it's understood
You
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