Key: Db major
Verse 1
Db
Gbm
My name is the Scarecrow
Db
Busters they approach,
Gbm
they really don't know me too well
Db
I put in the 50 round magazine watchin'
E
Gbm
them spin as I empty the shells
Db
Bodies are smackin' the mud,
Gbm
bustas are con stantly donating blood
Db
I pull the sawed off out my coat pump it twice
E
Gbm
and watch it tear up your hood n' run
Db
Oh, no me do not
Verse 2
mind my
Gbm
part in genocide
Db
Oh, no me do not mind
E
committing homicide
F#m
C#
Although the way you live is
Gbm
how you must die
C#
The Scarecrow will try his
best to take your life
B
F#m
'Cause I know you will try to take mine
C#
F#m
I do onto others before they do onto me
Db
And my fingers refuse to release
Verse 3
when I'm
F#m
B
F#m
squeezin' the trig ger on nina milli
C#
'Cause suckers be try ing to take all the things
you been working so hard for
F#m
E#m
C#
But I can't hit the floor,
E
F#m
I would rather go out in the smoke
C#
And so I'll do what I'll have to do
F#m
C#
I don't want to kill you,
E
yet I will, fool
F#m
C#
Before Lord Infamous take a fall,
F#m
I'll spray all of y'all
C#
Aw, mane, they got my back
Em
E#m
against the wall
C#
Oh,
Verse 4
Cm
that's how it is in the ghetto
E#m
E#sus4
E#m
B
A#
(I got my back against the wall,
E#sus4
E#m
wall, wall)
C#
Cm
E#sus4
All the player haters and jeal ousy in
E#m
B
A#m
A#
E#m
E#sus4
E#m
the ghetto
C#
Cm
Childrens crying,
E#sus4
B
homies dying
A#m
A#
(I got my back against the
wall, wall, wall)
E#sus4
E#m
C#
Cm
E#m
It's how it is in the
E#sus4
E#m
B
A#m
A#
ghetto
E#m
G#
E#m
Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
G#
Em
G
Pop, pop, pop,
Em
Bb
Em
another trick sucka dropped
Fm
Pop, pop, pop,
Ab
Fm
another trick sucka dropped
Em
Pop, pop, pop,
Em
A#
another trick sucka dropped
A#m
E
A quarter after twelve,
Verse 5
Gbm
Db
I'm still cruising down them back streets
Gbm
On my job a dead body already
Db
lies on the passenger seat
E
Gbm
Db
Just did one for the money now
I'll do two for the show and
Gbm
When I drop the third body I'm
Db
gettin' ready to hit the road
E
Gbm
Db
I'm spendin' bloody money in the streets,
Gbm
'cause that's all that I got
C#
From ones I've laid in the past and
the new heads I just cracked
E
F#m
C#
But all had to go sour when
some fools tried to rush
D
Gbm
The tables turning before my eyes,
C#
F#m
now it's me they trying to touch
Em
F#m
C#
I put the pedal to the mizzetal, strap
my fo- fifty five my seventy two
Gbm
I looked up in the rearview
C#
They still comin',
F#m
Em
them fools must got one too
F#m
C#
Comin' up on the side, it's on,
I feel they can't be real
The dead body I was transport
F#m
C#
ing fell on my lap
I'm liftin' it up,
F#m
they getting my steel
C#
They started lettin' 'em off, I tried to ram 'em,
Gbm
the telephone post on the sidewalk
Db
Gbm
Em
I got intentions to cram 'em, smack
Gbm
Db
! I laughed as them fools take a fall
Gbm
C#
Not even on my roster for the day but
Em
E#m
my back was against da wall
C#
Oh,
Verse 6
Cm
Fsus4
that's how it is in the
Fm
B
ghetto
Bbm
Bb
(I got my back against the wall,
Fm
wall, wall)
Db
Cm
When a gun is to your head,
Fm
Fsus4
B
Bbm
Bb
Fm
Fsus4
there's nothing left to be said in the ghetto
Fm
Db
Cm
Fm
You better watch your back 'cause
B
you might get car jacked
Bbm
Bb
Fm
(I got my back against the wall,
wall, wall)
Db
Cm
That's how it is in the
Fm
B
Bbm
Bb
ghetto
Bbm
Fm
Ab
Pop, pop, pop,
Fm
Ab
another trick sucka dropped
Em
Pop, pop, pop,
Em
Bb
another trick sucka dropped
E
Fm
Pop, pop, pop,
Ab
Fm
Ab
another trick sucka dropped
Em
G
Pop, pop, pop,
Em
Bb
E
another trick sucka dropped
B
I'm that
Verse 7
Gbm
fool you don't know,
Db
Gbm
I'm that one you can't see
That'll be scopin' with that gat
Db
Gbm
infrared behind the trees
E
Gbm
You gon' drop to your knees,
Db
Gbm
you gon' yell, "Brother, please"
All the police on your force gon'
Db
Gbm
be scared to witness me
E
Gbm
When you see me in the traffic psy
Db
Gbm
chopathic killer ad dict
Db
Kidnappin' MPD's,
E
choppin' heads off with the hatchet
Gbm
Db
Throwin' 'em in a rotted ditch while
Gbm
the night is filled with mis t
Mystic styles 'bout the killers
Db
Gbm
B
from the six double six
Verse 8
Gbm
Db
In the alley's not a bum,
Gbm
just a gang creepin' low
Db
Fourty four is the tool,
E
pluggin' hoes in the 'fro
Gbm
Db
Break the law on a slaw cop
Gbm
cause I'm down to blast
Db
Paul and Infamous scrapped with the nine in they lap,
E
Gbm
plus the stash
Crunchy Black at the hideout,
Db
Gbm
smokin' quarter pounds
Db
(Smothered by the weed bomb)
F#m
E
First contestants fallin' down,
F#m
C#
flag covered up over the casket
F#m
Bitch we leavin' a dead cop surrender,
no cousin, no friend, no son
C#
Sooner or later,
F#
Em
E#m
no matter your crews gon' drop
C#
Oh,
Verse 9
Cm
E#m
E#sus4
that's how it is
B
in the ghetto
A#m
A#
(I got my back against the
E#m
wall, wall, wall)
C#
Cm
E#sus4
Mothers crying 'cause their babies are
B
A#m
A#
E#m
E#sus4
E#m
dying in the ghetto
C#
Cm
E#m
E#sus4
One time, some are straight,
E#m
B
A#
some from the TEC
(I got my back against the wall,
E#sus4
E#m
wall, wall)
C#
Cm
E#sus4
B
A#
Oh, in the ghetto,
E#m
yeah
Verse 10
E#m
G#
Yeah, best believe it, Three 6 Mafia
Em
in the house for the nine five
C
With the all new GimiSum Family,
E
Fm
bring it to your doo,r fool
Ab
Fm
'Til it just don't pay no mo'
Ab
We out
Outro 1
Em
Bb
E
F#m
C#
F#m
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