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Dance at a Funeral chords by Norman Sann

  • G

  • Bm

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  • A

  • Am

  • Em

  • D

Verse 1
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Bm
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Bm
A
Don't really
care about the top spot,
G
I just want a bag
Got my foot up on they necks,
no bricks, all gas
These rappers like BBLs,
cause I swear they all ass
Ain't it crazy how they rise up
and fizzle out fast?
Oh my god, boy, who that over there
with all them stans in the stands?
Got em dancin' with Kran -Gran,
A
G
jumpin' high as they can
Norman Sand got a plan,
I'm takin' over the land
Broke brown on the internet,
now we bout to expand
Droppin' bombs, Palestine, Iran, yep
A
G
They told me I couldn't
but knew I can, yep
A
They tell Sam that I'm comin' for
the green eggs and ham
G
And I'm stickin' to the script
like cookin' with no Pam
Good Lord,
we was just finessin' like scams
Now I got him jumpin' to
this old school jam
A
Servin' you lyrical
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though we cut it by the gram
Ain't nothin' short of a miracle
how we came up on the gram
Bm
Tick -tock to the clock, watch it go glam
G
Break it down for him,
let me help you understand
Bm
I'm doin' what I can accord
G
ing to God's plan
But sometimes I feel they want
A
me to hop out the van
G
Am
Mask on, in the hood like the Klan
G
Poppin' out like Tio Chico,
Em
G
my eyes on the band
OJ gloves on,
we snatchin' everything we can
And if we see you on your toes,
Am
we gettin' dirty like Dan
D
A
Yeah, face on the floor, hey, sir,
Bm
run that necklace
G
Or we'll make you bite the curb,
Bm
American History X
G
This flow is too infectious,
Bm
I'm straight up outta Texas
G
Bm
I just wanna kick it like Lorde, no tech
G
And I'm in sync, spittin' 98 degrees
A
G
Catch me on the backstreet,
movin' packs
Got them all fiendin' like Jodeci
A
G
I'm the new addition to the game
D
Did you notice we gave
G
you a big -time rush?
D
Now we dance when we get a view
G
Dance in the living room,
dance in the interview
Dance when we in a suit,
dance in the swimming pool
A
Dance when we hear the truth
D
Killing all these rappers
A
and we dance at they fu neral
Ashes, ashes, dust to dust
That's the only thing you know
D
when you mess with us
A
I'm on the rise like a duck
then up for cut
G
Ain't from Milwaukee but I swear
that I'm all about the bucks
First place never run up
But I run it up,
these rappers run amok
Bm
I feel I haven't done enough
G
to make them give it up
Pause, I rip it up, dawg I rap so well
that your fans forget all
Your songs that you had
over years and years
I reared my peers, I sun them,
I'm payin' arrears
Hear ye, hear ye,
I'm the one they all wanna hear
It seem holy when I'm in the field,
they give me their ear
A
I'm with my bros like Jackson,
G
movin' one direction
Bm
G
I run these MCs off with no
discretion
Honestly, they daddy probably
Bm
shoulda used pro tection
G
Sorry for gettin' dark,
but this is my confession
Am
I usher in a syllable,
let it burn like a centidue
G
Silly but centicentical rappin'
just like the renters do
Incineratin' instrumentals
Am
every time I get a few
G
I'm so frickin' random,
ain't no tellin' what I'm finna do
I dance when I get a view,
Am
dance in the living room
G
Dance when I'm in the suit,
dance in the interview
D
Dance when I'm in the booth,
dance in the swimming pool
A
I'm killin' all these rappers
G
Bm
and I dance at they funeral
Outro 1
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