Key: Db major
Verse 1
G
Cm
My name is the Scarecrow
G
Busters they approach,
Cm
they really don't know me too well
G
I put in the 50 round magazine watchin'
Bb
Cm
them spin as I empty the shells
G
Bodies are smackin' the mud,
Cm
bustas are con stantly donating blood
G
I pull the sawed off out my coat pump it twice
Bb
Cm
and watch it tear up your hood n' run
G
Oh, no me do not
Verse 2
mind my
Cm
part in genocide
G
Oh, no me do not mind
Bb
committing homicide
Cm
G
Although the way you live is
Cm
how you must die
G
The Scarecrow will try his
best to take your life
F
Cm
'Cause I know you will try to take mine
G
Cm
I do onto others before they do onto me
G
And my fingers refuse to release
Verse 3
when I'm
Cm
F
Cm
squeezin' the trigger on nina milli
G
'Cause suckers be trying to take all the things
you been working so hard for
Cm
Bm
G
But I can't hit the floor,
Bb
Cm
I would rather go out in the smoke
G
And so I'll do what I'll have to do
Cm
G
I don't want to kill you,
Bb
yet I will, fool
Cm
G
Before Lord Infamous take a fall,
Cm
I'll spray all of y'all
G
Aw, mane, they got my back
Bbm
Bm
against the wall
G
Oh,
Verse 4
F#m
that's how it is in the ghetto
Bm
Bsus4
Bm
F
E
(I got my back against the wall,
Bsus4
Bm
wall, wall)
G
F#m
Bsus4
All the player haters and jeal ousy in
Bm
F
Em
E
Bm
Bsus4
Bm
the ghetto
G
F#m
Childrens crying,
Bsus4
F
homies dying
Em
E
(I got my back against the
wall, wall, wall)
Bsus4
Bm
G
F#m
Bm
It's how it is in the
Bsus4
Bm
F
Em
E
ghetto
Bm
D
Bm
Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
D
Bbm
C#
Pop, pop, pop,
Bbm
E
A#m
another trick sucka dropped
Bm
Pop, pop, pop,
D
Bm
another trick sucka dropped
Bbm
Pop, pop, pop,
Bbm
E
another trick sucka dropped
Em
Bb
A quarter after twelve,
Verse 5
Cm
G
I'm still cruising down them back streets
Cm
On my job a dead body already
G
lies on the passenger seat
A#
Cm
G
Just did one for the money now
I'll do two for the show and
Cm
When I drop the third body I'm
G
gettin' ready to hit the road
A#
Cm
G
I'm spendin' bloody money in the streets,
Cm
'cause that's all that I got
G
From ones I've laid in the past and
the new heads I just cracked
Bb
Cm
G
But all had to go sour when
some fools tried to rush
Ab
Cm
The tables turning before my eyes,
G
Cm
now it's me they trying to touch
Bbm
Cm
G
I put the pedal to the mizzetal, strap
my fo- fifty five my seventy two
Cm
I looked up in the rearview
G
They still comin',
Cm
Bbm
them fools must got one too
Cm
G
Comin' up on the side, it's on,
I feel they can't be real
The dead body I was transport
Cm
G
ing fell on my lap
I'm liftin' it up,
Cm
they getting my steel
G
They started lettin' 'em off, I tried to ram 'em,
Cm
the telephone post on the sidewalk
G
Cm
Bbm
I got intentions to cram 'em, smack
Cm
G
! I laughed as them fools take a fall
Cm
G
Not even on my roster for the day but
Bbm
Bm
my back was against da wall
G
Oh,
Verse 6
F#m
Bsus4
that's how it is in the
Bm
F
ghetto
Em
E
(I got my back against the wall,
Bm
wall, wall)
G
F#m
When a gun is to your head,
Bm
Bsus4
F
Em
E
Bm
Bsus4
there's nothing left to be said in the ghetto
Bm
G
F#m
Bm
You better watch your back 'cause
F
you might get car jacked
Em
E
Bm
(I got my back against the wall,
wall, wall)
G
F#m
That's how it is in the
Bm
F
Em
E
ghetto
Em
Bm
D
Pop, pop, pop,
Bm
D
another trick sucka dropped
Bbm
Pop, pop, pop,
Bbm
E
another trick sucka dropped
Bb
Bm
Pop, pop, pop,
D
Bm
D
another trick sucka dropped
Bbm
C#
Pop, pop, pop,
Bbm
E
Bb
another trick sucka dropped
F
I'm that
Verse 7
Cm
fool you don't know,
G
Cm
I'm that one you can't see
That'll be scopin' with that gat
G
Cm
infrared behind the trees
Bb
Cm
You gon' drop to your knees,
G
Cm
you gon' yell, "Brother, please"
All the police on your force gon'
G
Cm
be scared to witness me
Bb
Cm
When you see me in the traffic psy
G
Cm
chopathic killer ad dict
G
Kidnappin' MPD's,
Bb
choppin' heads off with the hatchet
Cm
G
Throwin' 'em in a rotted ditch while
Cm
the night is filled with mis t
Mystic styles 'bout the killers
G
Cm
F
from the six double six
Verse 8
Cm
G
In the alley's not a bum,
Cm
just a gang creepin' low
G
Fourty four is the tool,
Bb
pluggin' hoes in the 'fro
Cm
G
Break the law on a slaw cop
Cm
cause I'm down to blast
G
Paul and Infamous scrapped with the nine in they lap,
Bb
Cm
plus the stash
Crunchy Black at the hideout,
G
Cm
smokin' quarter pounds
G
(Smothered by the weed bomb)
Cm
Bb
First contestants fallin' down,
Cm
G
flag covered up over the casket
Cm
Bitch we leavin' a dead cop surrender,
no cousin, no friend, no son
G
Sooner or later,
C
Bbm
Bm
no matter your crews gon' drop
G
Oh,
Verse 9
F#m
Bm
Bsus4
that's how it is
F
in the ghetto
Em
E
(I got my back against the
Bm
wall, wall, wall)
G
F#m
Bsus4
Mothers crying 'cause their babies are
F
Em
E
Bm
Bsus4
Bm
dying in the ghetto
G
F#m
Bm
Bsus4
One time, some are straight,
Bm
F
E
some from the TEC
(I got my back against the wall,
Bsus4
Bm
wall, wall)
G
F#m
Bsus4
F
E
Oh, in the ghetto,
Bm
yeah
Verse 10
Bm
D
Yeah, best believe it, Three 6 Mafia
A#m
in the house for the nine five
F#
With the all new GimiSum Family,
Bb
Bm
bring it to your doo,r fool
D
Bm
'Til it just don't pay no mo'
D
We out
Outro 1
Bbm
E
Bb
Cm
G
Cm
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