Key: F major
Verse 1
D
Bb
This perp will be having
Well, this rap shit has certainly changed
Duck hunt with all these
birds in the game
on this turf and terrain
I laugh, you ain't as great as you think
You hear that?
G
D
the way to the bank
That's what I call a pick and roll
Dig it though, I'm eating chump,
I don't need the front
Bb
Bm
Bb
Four projects within weeks and months
D
G
I ain't take a breather once know what?
Rhyme for rhyme,
That means it's time to shine
Little guys behind,
If I was Superman,
G
Bb
I ain't lyin', I be stylin' creep
I'm fresher than the bounty sheep
The bounty hunters couldn't
find this little town
me down the street
on a Starbucks trip
Get your bars up, prick
Understand me,
Throwin' jabs, but you Oscar
D
G
D
Wearing pins,
Bb
D
I'm called the fag, your album trash
The next one should come
in garbage bags
Lil' garbage ass could
never be a diplomat
Bm
D
You bastards always bidding jacks
Bb
C
Where you living at?
Like a wimpy bag
Now that's a Christmas rap
Go ahead with the chitter chat
Bb
C
D
Drown in the mic, it's the king,
kiss the ring,
n***a bow to the knights
How I ain't nice, I spell for real,
Bm
Bb
D
so till I touch the millions, boo
I'ma puff a spliff or two
and fuck up my periphery,
Ebm
Bb
G
you holla
D
Dm
D
Ebm
Bb
G
D
Oh
Outro 1
Bb
D
G
Bb
Dm
D
D
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