Brain Scan chords by Mr Traumatik

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Verse 1
Em 
Dubstruction Volume 2
Mr Traumatic 2011
Hang tight all our hats and hoods massive
Big up Jason F, Big up JD
Hang tight hoax, Big up Ozman
Representing Cardiff
Ready to start this
I need a brain scan
D#m 
D 
Em 
I'm a dangerous man   with a game plan
I don't bleed or feel no pain
I've been through so much stress,
D 
Em 
I'm a changed man
I get dark in a rave like Bassman
Traumatic, I get to play Sram
Won't go to jail for any little waste, man
But if anybody wanna get brave
I might have to get primitive
like a caveman
D#m 
D 
Headbutt, punch and kick to the face
Em 
Bounce his head on the floor, no space jam
D# 
Em 
I'm lyrically dark, no big time
My name's not Alexander,
but I'm a great man
B 
D 
I talk to the gods, I'm a shaman
Em 
Defy gravity, call me a spaceman
D 
Lyrically levitate out of the place
Em 
D#m 
D 
Ask Pluto, six foot tall, I'm skin, I'm slim
Em 
But my lyric technique is heavy like sumo
Kung fu with a liver called Kung Fu
Kill MCs with lyrical judo
Powerful punches, no Franc Bruno
Minus below zero, I'm too cold
B 
People know my name,
Em 
but what you don't?
Certain MCs, ain't got a clue, bro
D# 
D 
When it comes to bars, I get brutal
Em 
Ask my name Jupiter,
then my name Pluto
They're not needed,
ask my name Crucial
Don't take sides, I'm neutral
D# 
Check out the work rate, you will
Em 
get burnt mate
You will come last, I will come first place
I got the whole place shook,
I'm an earthquake
D 
Em 
Everything's under wraps,
since back in the day like thunder cats
I make money from trees like lumberjacks
And I shock to the old and younger cats
I got the pang, 10 out of 10,
and I got about 200 cats
Come to my ends, you can buy tens,
D#m 
Em 
I just wanna see humongous stacks
Give me one date and a hundred bags,
D 
a shot, we take it mums and  dads
Em 
Move more weight than a punching bag,
if you're punching me,
D 
I'm punching back
Em 
I've had the hunger since I
was younger,
B 
D 
no money or funds in bags
Em 
Now that I'm older, cash in a folder,
D 
buy two hoodies and a hundred hats
Em 
Hats and hoods,
we're living among rats and crooks
No gold, no treasure,
no Captain Hooks,
just peace cards on the
road catching crooks
Hats and hoods and gloves and
bandanas
D# 
Drug dealers and thugs and
Em 
gangbangers
Snitches,
snakes and pigs and backstabbers
D# 
Em 
Any opportunity they grab daggers
Hats and hoods and trackers
and trainers
D 
Some people are scatty an d shameless
Em 
Not me, I'm stacking my papers
Till I get rich and I'm happy and famous
Hats and hoods, not suits and ties, mate
D# 
D 
Em 
I'm in a crucial mind state
Come through stinking
of zoops of high grade
D 
Em 
Blazing green till my pupils dilate you