Key: E minor
Verse 1
Am
G#
Am
Em
I
in search of a vertabra
Just to curse your day,
and make blue sky revert to gray
Tryin' to work my way back
to where the purpose gave birth
To the perfect way to quench my
thirst to slay rappers
Penatrate your fragile brain matter
Stand glarin' at you with command,
and frame, and stature
Actually mastered the talent
it takes to seize the rep
Out of your chest and leave em shakin'
These heads never impressed us,
I credit the best cause I
?Accept the rebreath? with respect
from my predecesors
To die the best of deaths
is meaning gunfire
This dimension inside your
pain is my domain
By signing my name I solidify the rain
In an instant I will drain em,
get em out the game
Itsisted upon bickering with
death until the quiet came
Then silence remained,
touched him with his lights out and
I'm in his veins, ushering his life out him
He cried when it came,
at that moment he froze
E
Am
through the hole in his nose
Verse 2
decide I don't like em
I evacuate the little bit of life
they got inside em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad Motha Fucka gottta split
heads tonight
From the moment I sight em,
decide I don't like em
I evacuate the little bit of life
they got inside em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Verse 3
Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight
they need to fuckin study it
Have the missin pieces like they
tryin to make the puzzle fit
Its some other shit,
nothin like when we discovered it
Fools rappin like they tried
to suck a dick and bust a lip
Half asshole and ain't
mastered to grab the shit
They pacifists and ain't nothin
bout them passionate
Never had a pay a bill,
spent a day in jail
And hold mic's like they're
scared as hell to brake a nail
You ever hide inside your seat,
eyes upon your feet
Need to keep riding the dick
instead of tryin to ride the beat
I come from a time when rhymin
is too self defining
ain't no time for whining,
protecting your little homage
If your crews really the shit,
prove it in your set
You really should get off the stage,
you're too pretty to sweat
If he's not in alliance,
beat him in the compliance
Somethin to do while I'm
feeding him to the lions
Keep being defiant,
ain't nothin I can say to you
Except you better stay out my range of view,
a day or two
Your friendly neighbourhood
Rhymesayer, I lay a
Am
playa
Verse 4
From the moment I sight em,
decide I don't like em
I evacuate the little bit of life
they got inside em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad Motha Fucka gottta split
heads tonight
From the moment I sight em,
decide I don't like em
I evacuate the little bit of life
they got inside em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad Motha Fucka gottta split heads tonight
B
Am
B
Am
Verse 5
Em
Am
You
live in
a world of artificial turf past the sky
Got the nerve to stay up
nights and askin why
I'm fuckin your shit up, you're
forced to pluckin your lips up
You don't understand me,
Verse 6
I don't have Plan be
to help me land on my feet
I don't have the luxury of livin
where the grass is green
Ink pen victims and ten of
their friends with them
I've been kickin,
scratchin scrapin for respect
Since knee- high,
believe I will take it to your neck
I release my, venomous sentiments
at the drop of a hat
You motherfuckers got
a problem with that?
I scratch through all possible tracks
Once you walk with your bones fully
exposed its hard to look back
And I gotta react, not for nothin,
just to cuss you
Verse 7
From the moment I sight em,
decide I don't like em
I evacuate the little bit of life
they got inside em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad Motha Fucka gottta split
heads tonight
From the moment I sight em,
decide I don't like em
I evacuate the little bit of life
they got inside em
Somebody gonna get dead tonight
Bad Motha Fucka gottta split
Outro 1
heads tonight
Am
D#
Am
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