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Bottomless Spit chords by Maleko

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Verse 1
(A minor) (E major)
(A minor) (E major) We write
rhymes that stop time
Each verse we stretch to universe
The inner life shines
in the darkness of the mind
No fraudulence, we're confident
Dominate conglomerates
synonymous with bottomless
We write rhymes that stop time
Each verse we stretch to universe
The inner life shines
in the darkness of the mind
No fraudulence, we're confident
Dominate conglomerates,
synonymous with bottomless
Whirlwind, the world spins
on its axis
Manufacturing microchips
under your skin
Morid throwing hydrochloric
on your forehead
Evil forces contorting
bodies like origami
I'll stuff you in a porhati
Slaughtered by sound waves
surrounding me
Mental jungle of technology
Spine tingling kingdom, Northern Cali
Golden dungeon, 2054
Explore the possibilities
Turn mountains into rivers and valleys
Into cities, bottomless spit
Fall into a pit like Gala meeting a fish,
hollow canal
to the center of the earth, it exists
Write verses on Stonehenge,
during the eclipse,
like Chinese finger traps, my raps,
you can't resist
Embrace, bite the head off a snake,
spray the venom in your face
Control your mind state, strike like Bolin,
split your dome in half,
when blood lasts like Ronin
At this very moment,
on this (A minor) mic, I own (E major) it (A minor)
You not have (E major) it
Give me one more mark, nigga
Back, everybody
We write rhymes that stop time
Each verse we stretch the universe
The inner light shines
In the darkness of the mind
No fraudulence, we're confident
Dominant conglomerate
Synonymous with bottomless
We write rhymes that stop time
Each verse we stretch the universe
The inner light shines
In the darkness of the mind
No fraudulence, we're confident
Dominant conglomerate
Synonymous with bottomless
I'm old school, like hungry,
hungry Hippo
Cracks in the concrete,
I'm walking on my tiptoe
The ripple effect like dominoes,
tellin' momma jokes
A lot of marijuana,
smoke piranhas in my boat
Get beer battered and deep fried,
dipped in some tartar sauce
Sippin' on some wine out the box
in my tube socks
California complex,
(A major) I'm riding on (E major) my high horse
No divine force can define my course
My source of inspiration
lies within the music
The way the beat makes me feel
the reason why I do this
It's all second nature, like riding a bike
I'll never forget how to rock the mic,
go (E major) ahead, bite
You're doin' yourself a favor
tryin' to replicate this flavor
I'm a (E major) page -by -page invader
with the (E major) swagger of a player
So pass me a wide -mouth
(A minor) an d let me hit (E major) the boom -boom
Smoke some of that medical
and watch me spit the truth you you
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