Key: Db major
Verse 1
F
Bbm
My name is the Scarecrow
F
Busters they approach,
Bbm
they really don't know me too well
F
I put in the 50 round magazine watchin'
Ab
Bbm
them spin as I empty the shells
F
Bodies are smackin' the mud,
Bbm
bustas are con stantly donating blood
F
I pull the sawed off out my coat pump it twice
Ab
Bbm
and watch it tear up your hood n' run
F
Oh, no me do not
Verse 2
mind my
Bbm
part in genocide
F
Oh, no me do not mind
Ab
committing homicide
Bbm
F
Although the way you live is
Bbm
how you must die
F
The Scarecrow will try his
best to take your life
Eb
Bbm
'Cause I know you will try to take mine
F
Bbm
I do onto others before they do onto me
F
And my fingers refuse to release
Verse 3
when I'm
Bbm
Eb
Bbm
squeezin' the trig ger on nin a milli
F
'Cause suckers be trying to take all the things
you been working so hard for
Bbm
Am
F
But I can't hit the floor,
Ab
Bbm
I would rather go out in the smoke
F
And so I'll do what I'll have to do
Bbm
F
I don't want to kill you,
Ab
yet I will, fool
Bbm
F
Before Lord Infamous take a fall,
Bbm
I'll spray all of y'all
F
Aw, mane, they got my back
Abm
Am
against the wall
F
Oh,
Verse 4
Em
that's how it is in the ghetto
Am
Asus4
Am
Eb
D
(I got my back against the wall,
Asus4
Am
wall, wall)
F
Em
Asus4
All the player haters and jeal ousy in
Am
Eb
Dm
D
Am
Asus4
Am
the ghetto
F
Em
Childrens crying,
Asus4
Eb
homies dying
Dm
D
(I got my back against the
wall, wall, wall)
Asus4
Am
F
Em
Am
It's how it is in the
Asus4
Am
Eb
Dm
D
ghetto
Am
C
Am
Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
C
Abm
B
Pop, pop, pop,
Abm
D
G#m
another trick sucka dropped
Am
Pop, pop, pop,
C
Am
another trick sucka dropped
Abm
Pop, pop, pop,
Abm
D
another trick sucka dropped
Dm
Ab
A quarter after twelve,
Verse 5
Bbm
F
I'm still cruising down them back streets
Bbm
On my job a dead body already
F
lies on the passenger seat
G#
Bbm
F
Just did one for the money now
I'll do two for the show and
Bbm
When I drop the third body I'm
F
gettin' ready to hit the road
G#
Bbm
F
I'm spendin' bloody money in the streets,
Bbm
'cause that's all that I got
F
From ones I've laid in the past and
the new heads I just cracked
Ab
Bbm
F
But all had to go sour when
some fools tried to rush
F#
Bbm
The tables turning before my eyes,
F
Bbm
now it's me they trying to touch
Abm
Bbm
F
I put the pedal to the mizzetal, strap
my fo- fifty five my seventy two
Bbm
I looked up in the rearview
F
They still comin',
Bbm
Abm
them fools must got one too
Bbm
F
Comin' up on the side, it's on,
I feel they can't be real
The dead body I was transport
Bbm
F
ing fell on my lap
I'm liftin' it up,
Bbm
they getting my steel
F
They started lettin' 'em off, I tried to ram 'em,
Bbm
the telephone post on the sidewalk
F
Bbm
Abm
I got intentions to cram 'em, smack
Bbm
F
! I laughed as them fools take a fall
Bbm
F
Not even on my roster for the day but
Abm
Am
my back was against da wall
F
Oh,
Verse 6
Em
Asus4
that's how it is in the
Am
Eb
ghetto
Dm
D
(I got my back against the wall,
Am
wall, wall)
F
Em
When a gun is to your head,
Am
Asus4
Eb
Dm
D
Am
Asus4
there's nothing left to be said in the ghetto
Am
F
Em
Am
You better watch your back 'cause
Eb
you might get car jacked
Dm
D
Am
(I got my back against the wall,
wall, wall)
F
Em
That's how it is in the
Am
Eb
Dm
D
ghetto
Dm
Am
C
Pop, pop, pop,
Am
C
another trick sucka dropped
Abm
Pop, pop, pop,
Abm
D
another trick sucka dropped
Ab
Am
Pop, pop, pop,
C
Am
C
another trick sucka dropped
Abm
B
Pop, pop, pop,
Abm
D
Ab
another trick sucka dropped
Eb
I'm that
Verse 7
Bbm
fool you don't know,
F
Bbm
I'm that one you can't see
That'll be scopin' with that gat
F
Bbm
infrared behind the trees
Ab
Bbm
You gon' drop to your knees,
F
Bbm
you gon' yell, "Brother, please"
All the police on your force gon'
F
Bbm
be scared to witness me
Ab
Bbm
When you see me in the traffic psy
F
Bbm
chopathic killer ad dict
F
Kidnappin' MPD's,
Ab
choppin' heads off with the hatchet
Bbm
F
Throwin' 'em in a rotted ditch while
Bbm
the night is filled with mis t
Mystic styles 'bout the killers
F
Bbm
Eb
from the six double six
Verse 8
Bbm
F
In the alley's not a bum,
Bbm
just a gang creepin' low
F
Fourty four is the tool,
Ab
pluggin' hoes in the 'fro
Bbm
F
Break the law on a slaw cop
Bbm
cause I'm down to blast
F
Paul and Infamous scrapped with the nine in they lap,
Ab
Bbm
plus the stash
Crunchy Black at the hideout,
F
Bbm
smokin' quarter pounds
F
(Smothered by the weed bomb)
Bbm
Ab
First contestants fallin' down,
Bbm
F
flag covered up over the casket
Bbm
Bitch we leavin' a dead cop surrender,
no cousin, no friend, no son
F
Sooner or later,
Bb
Abm
Am
no matter your crews gon' drop
F
Oh,
Verse 9
Em
Am
Asus4
that's how it is
Eb
in the ghetto
Dm
D
(I got my back against the
Am
wall, wall, wall)
F
Em
Asus4
Mothers crying 'cause their babies are
Eb
Dm
D
Am
Asus4
Am
dying in the ghetto
F
Em
Am
Asus4
One time, some are straight,
Am
Eb
D
some from the TEC
(I got my back against the wall,
Asus4
Am
wall, wall)
F
Em
Asus4
Eb
D
Oh, in the ghetto,
Am
yeah
Verse 10
Am
C
Yeah, best believe it, Three 6 Mafia
G#m
in the house for the nine five
E
With the all new GimiSum Family,
Ab
Am
bring it to your doo,r fool
C
Am
'Til it just don't pay no mo'
C
We out
Outro 1
Abm
D
Ab
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F
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