Can It Be All So Simple (Fresh Mix)
Can It Be All So Simple (Fresh Mix)

Can It Be All So Simple (Fresh Mix) easy guitar chords by Raekwon

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  • Verse 1
    So I sold 
    it 
    for 
    the kid, know what I'm sayin'? 


    Right here, white top, 
    yo, yo, 
    hold on 

    I'ma 
    go talk to 
    this cat 

    Yo, 
    kid, what 
    up Sparks? 
    What up? (Hold on, 

    hold 
    on) 

    Ayo, yo, yo 
    kid 
    (what's up?) 

    What up? (What's up, 
    baby?) 

    Ayo, yo, I just 
    seen this 

    kid over 
    there 

    Over there, 

    right over 
    there by your 

    By your- , by 
    your buildin' 
    and shit 

    know he ain't down 
    with your team 

    Who? 

    I don't know, 
    some 
    skinny lookin', 

    big 
    head nigga 

    You 
    know what I'm sayin'? 


    He ain't makin' no 
    fuckin' sales 

    though 
    (it's funny- ) 

    Yo, son, 
    I just seen 
    five fiends 

    around a nigga, 
    son 

    Fuck 
    we, we 
    gotta- 

    Come on, fuck 
    it, let's 
    go over there 

    Lemme 
    show you the nigga, 
    right- 

    Hold up, 
    wait up, wait 
    up 

    Three deep 
    niggas 

    Think 
    niggas don't know 

    what the fuck time 
    it is 

    Come on, come 
    on, right over 
    there 

    There 
    he go, 
    right 
    there 

    There 
    he go, right there, 
    kid 

    That cat? 
    Word up 

    Ayo, kid 
    (I'm right 
    behind 
    you) 

    What 
    the fuck is you doin' 

    man, huh? 
    Huh? 

    The fuck 
    you talkin' 
    to? 

    I'm talkin' 
    to you 
    (talkin' to 

    you, what?) 

    You ain't talkin' 
    to me 

    The fuck you 
    talkin' about? 

    (You ain't talkin' 
    to me) 

    Open 
    your hand, 
    man 

    What 
    the fuck 
    is that 
    in your hand, 

    man? 
    (What?) 

    Huh? 
    What 
    the fuck? 

    (Ayo, come here) 

    The fuck I 
    say? 
    (Oh shit) 

    Come here (motherfuck- , shit) 

    Come here, 
    yeah, it's my 
    shit 

    This 
    my shit 
    (get up, 
    get up) 

    Aight, watch, 
    watch, 
    aight 
    watch 

    Get up, 
    yo, yo, grab 
    that nigga, grab 
    him (come here, 

    come here) 

    Oh shit, 
    move, son, 

    move, move, move, 
    damn, 
    damn 

    Oh 
    shit, oh shit, 
    oh shit, 
    yo, 
    yo 

    Yo, man, 
    yo, son, 
    I'm hit 

    I'm hit son, 
    I'm hit, I'm 
    hit (yo, 

    son) 

    Damn, son 
    (yo, oh, yo, yo) 

    You 
    bleedin' son, 
    bad son 

    Ayo grab 
    this, grab 
    this, take this, 

    take this 

    Take 
    this, take 
    this, go on 

    I'ma go 
    over to God's 
    house, go ahead 

    'fore the cops come 

    I'ma throw this 
    shit away, 
    man 

    Go ahead, just 
    go ahead, go 
    ahead, son, 

    just go 
    ahead 

    Man fuck 
    that, man 
    seventeen 

    Man, get the 
    fuck outta 
    here, man (yo son, hurry 

    up son, damn son) 

    Go ahead 
    man, you dyin', 
    go ahead, 

    son, go ahead, 
    go ahead 

    Hold 
    that shit, 
    son 

    Yo 
    go ahead, 
    man, go ahead 

    Niggas try 
    to assassinate 
    me, 

    man 
    (damn) 

    Yo 
    (we 
    gon' get that cat, 
    man) 

    Nigga it's- 
    It's the 
    remix, son 
    Verse 2


    Can 
    it 
    be, 
    act like 
    you know 

    Check 
    it 

    Verse 3
    Yo, 
    check 
    what happened 

    out 
    of state 

    I'm knockin' 
    off 
    half- 
    a- cake 
    cash 
    rule, 

    flyin' 
    at 
    a fast 
    rate 

    smoked 
    a black 
    Dutch 
    kept 
    my hands 
    clutched, 

    I'm 
    fallin' 
    in 
    lust 

    Spoiled, 
    plus 
    I played 
    my hand 

    like 
    a royal 
    flush 

    Baggy 
    jeans, 
    Wallabee Clarks, 
    pretty 
    woman 

    put 
    it in 
    him, shot 
    up 
    in him, 
    deadly 
    venom 

    hung 
    around 
    the big 
    time bosses 

    Illegal 
    force 
    exchange 
    thoughts, 

    showin' 
    love to 
    all my 
    sources 

    Spades 
    tried 
    to 
    bag 
    me, like 

    Cagney, and Lacey 

    Chef 
    had that 
    bitch 
    Stacey 

    slippin' 
    in Macy's 

    dose 
    off, 

    catch 
    flashback on how 
    got 
    trapped 

    And got 
    licked like 
    Papsy in 
    a mob 
    flick, 

    I got 
    hit 

    Stumblin', 
    holdin' 
    my 
    neck 

    to the 
    God's 
    rest 

    Opened 
    flesh 
    burgundy 

    blood colored 
    my 
    Guess 

    Emergency 
    trauma, 

    black 
    teen 
    headed for 
    surgery 

    Can 
    it be 
    an out 
    of state 
    nigga 

    tried 
    to murder 
    me? 

    I should've 
    stayed 
    in Job 
    Corp, 

    and now 
    I'm a 
    outlaw 

    Ray 
    Cartegna, carry 
    .44 nig
    ga 

    Can 
    it be 
    that it 
    was all 
    so 
    simple 
    Verse 4

    then? 

    (Dedicated to the Gods 

    and Earths) 

    (Dedicated to ba
    bies 

    who came 
    feet 
    first) 

    Can it 
    be 
    that it was all 
    so 
    sim

    ple then? 

    (Dedicated to up north 
    and down 

    state) 

    (Dedicated to rich 
    niggas 

    who sell 
    weight) 

    Can it 
    be that 
    it was all 
    so simple 

    then? 

    (Dedicated to pro
    jects 

    with black 
    kids) 

    (Dedicated to 
    man 

    who build 
    pyramids) 

    Verse 5
    Word 
    up 
    What the 
    f- 
    , yo? 


    We takin' 
    you on 
    another 
    chamber 

    Word 
    up, son, 
    you 
    know 
    how we 

    be on 
    it 
    (word to 
    mother, 
    man) 

    It's 
    real 

    Show 
    these 
    crabs 
    how to 
    rhyme, 
    man 

    I think 
    it's time 
    to bless 
    them, 

    word 
    up 

    Bulletproof 

    First 
    chamber 
    (hit em, 
    Chef) 

    Verse 6
    Yo, yo 

    It 
    started 
    off 
    on the Island, 

    AK Shaolin niggas 
    wildin' 

    Old folks 
    scream, "Stop 
    the 
    violence" 

    True, 
    layin' 
    up, 
    yo, 

    watchin' 
    these crack 
    niggas 

    Play 
    enough crap 
    games 
    for what? 

    See 
    back 
    in 
    days, 

    crime 
    pays 
    in mad 
    ways 

    Sportin' 
    Tommy 
    Hil' with caves, 

    three- sixty 
    waves 

    And no 
    searchin' 
    for loose 
    ends, 

    now I 
    flex 
    300 Benz 

    Mad 
    tens 
    with 
    mad 
    diamonds 

    Now 
    that's 
    the life 
    of the 
    good 

    life, sometimes 
    niggas 
    act 
    trife 

    I paid 
    the 
    price 
    throughout 
    my hood 
    life 

    Remember 
    I got 
    blasted, 

    now that's 
    in the pas
    kid 

    God forbid 
    lay 
    in the casket 

    But 
    now 
    I'm all 
    about 
    G- 
    notes 

    No time 
    for 
    weed, 
    mixed 
    with coke 

    I wash 
    my mouth 
    out 
    with soap 

    And I got 
    my act 
    togeth
    er 

    'Lo 
    sweaters 
    and 
    bet
    ter 

    And fat 
    leather, 
    so 
    whatever 

    Verse 7
    Bring 
    it on 

    Can 
    it 
    be that 
    it was 
    all 
    so 
    sim
    ple 

    then? (For real, murderous 
    material 
    stacked 
    up) 

    Can it be 
    that 
    it was 
    all 
    so 
    simple 
    then? (Peace to 
    mazes, 

    for 
    real) 

    Can it be 
    that 
    it was 
    all 
    so 
    simple 

    then? 
    (Meditatin' off 
    lfie) 

    Can it 
    be that 
    it was 
    all 
    so 

    simple 
    then? 
    (Go) 

    Can 
    it 
    be that 
    it was 
    all- 

    (Word up, 
    y'all, 

    crazy 
    fly 
    dedic
    ations 
    to 
    my people 

    Word 
    up, 
    peace 
    to 
    all my 
    brothers 
    that I 

    ain't 
    gon' see 
    no more) 

    All so simple 
    then 

    Can 
    it 
    be that 
    it was 
    all 
    so simple 
    then? (Peace to all 

    the 
    brothers on 
    the Island) 

    (Up north, 
    word 
    up) 

    Can it 
    be that it 
    was all 
    so 
    simple 
    then? 

    (Straight up, love 
    you, 
    boy) 

    Can it 
    be that 
    it was 
    all so 
    sim
    ple 
    then? (It's on like that, 

    word 
    up) 

    Peace to 
    man, 
    wo
    man 
    and child 
    Verse 8

    Word 
    up 
    (we got 
    you covered, 

    baby) 

    Projects 
    (we're here 
    for 
    you) 

    Projects 
    peoples, 
    one 
    love 

    Keep 
    your head 
    clear, 

    we 
    outta 
    here 

    Move 
    in silence 

    Bad 
    boys 
    creatin' 
    the 
    muderous stacks 

    for your 
    headpiece 

    Baldheads, braids, 

    blowouts (for real 

    though) 

    Yo, 
    fly 
    chicks 

    It's 
    the 
    remix, y'all 

    For real, 
    the 
    real 
    side 

    (The RZA, check 
    it) 

    Razor 
    blade 
    sharp 

    Peace 
    to the 
    Clan 

    No 
    other 
    producer 
    can com
    pare, 
    boy 

    Word 
    up 

    Bring 
    it, 
    battle, 
    beats, 
    all 
    types 
    of shit 

    For 
    real, 
    y'all 

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