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Double Fisting chords by Ali Spagnola

  • Am

  • E

  • F

  • A

Verse 1
Am
Uh, yeah, yo, yo, check it out, uh -huh, uh -huh, a one -two, yeah,
E
Am
uh -huh, uh -huh, uh uh -huh, yeah, yo, yo, uh, yeah, yo,
this is Oscar Mad at Them,
E
and I got my brother Felix
F
Hunger to the right of me,
Am
we about to take it to your face
and snap some drinks
out of your
Motherfuckers, check it
I'll set the tone like a metronome
Beat breaks to keep pace
E
We paint the flow like a seascape
Am
On each tape, passed out to MCs and DJs
E
In each stage, so high we off a rebate
Am
For cheapskates,
I'll cut you down to 3 -8
E
You small size, and all eyes
F
E
While we do more stunts
F
than the Fall Guys
Am
Take your C -chord,
cause our game perfected
E
F
Leave a microphone cord tied
In place of a necklace
Am
Forget your aspirations
of making a record
E
F
Cause anything you set,
will break in a second
Am
I'll make sure that your tape
is neglected, disrespected
E
F
Slit your neck, kid,
Am
and leave it disconnected
We hit your section,
and when we bounce,
your chicks is pregnant
E
Even bitches with fake tits
F
and they lips injected
Am
Is this record?
You niggas must be misdirected
E
Let's just debt it, you spit for the cash,
we get the credit
Am
Forget the edit,
we only spit the street version
E
F
We keep cursin' and stay
tight like teen virgins
Am
who's the most obscene person
on this green earth?
F
That's me, sir, a pervert
lookin' underneath skirts
Am
With each verse, I'm worse,
so research the verse
E
Cause when these words disperse,
they try to reverse the curse
Am
So we work the nerves on purpose,
we rhyme
F
Plus we stay off the hook
every time we switch lines
Am
We're the Odd Couple Misfits,
what's fuckin' with this?
E
F
Slimes and bitches, with fat butts
Am
And big tits, two drums,
in business
Who loves a twist, flips,
E
double fisted,
Am
and always up to mischief
I lace tracks on an ADAT,
till the tape snaps
F
Like to finish line after 8 laps,
at a racetrack
Am
I hate wack rappers with gay raps,
it's payback
F
E
So take a long pace back,
or leave with your
Am
Take that, you can't beat the odds
E
The couple spells trouble
F
Am
for your measly squads
And cheesy frogs,
you need to find a new rackie
E
F
Put you on our street team,
rockin' J .Lew jackets
Am
So who these white kids,
A
some students in practice?
E
F
You ain't paid dudes in this rap shit,
now who's on the blacklist?
Am
While you talk shit,
we gettin' lifted like a forklift
E
Down to half,
F
get you another ounce of Jack
Am
Till we nauseous, forfeits and losses
A
You're an open mic dropout,
F
Martha's who's cautious
Can't spit it off the top now,
Am
get rid of those who cop out
So hop out the exit,
E
the medics is present
F
Cause we're dead in your brethren,
Am
A
so get your refreshments
Am
Panic in a Corona,
F
an ounce or two of Malibu
Yo you should mix that with soda,
Am
I told ya I like it no chaser, straight up
F
Hey yo wait up, I need to shape up
before you get way drunk
Am
But J -Love, I wouldn't drink enough
to cut your face off
E
Ok bud, don't get too buzzed
and fuck my face
Am
C'mon it's gonna be a great cut
like what we spittin' now
E
Aight then wake up,
I'm the one that should
F
be sittin' down
Am
We're like a couple misfits,
what's fuckin' with this?
F
Slimes and bitches,
E
with fat butts, and big tits
A
Two drums, in business,
Am
who loves a twist -flips
E
F
E
Double fisted, he's up to mischief
Am
With a high cup of misfits,
what's fuckin' with this?
F
Slimes and bitches,
E
with fat butts, an d big tits
Am
Two drums, in business,
who loves a twist -flips
E
Am
Double fisted, he's up to mis chief
A
Am
E
J -Law
Am
Fluent slothness, I'm logical
but not in the sense
F
I'm somewhat of a loner
Am
but the bottle's my friend
E
Double fist in the bottle,
F
the back's in the pocket
Am
Trap that loot, it's logic
F
J -Love, double fisting
Am
A
Why do you drink so much?
Well you see,
E
my structure craves and needs alcohol
Am
I'm alright, my body's a drunk
F
I'm bumblebee
Always getting fuckin' total fucked down
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