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Enter The Void chords by Joey Bada$$

  • Am

  • Em

  • G

  • C

Verse 1
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Tell my momma I'm
a shaman rhymin'
Jesus Christ and Shawn
Carter are my only idols
No, Jesus Christ and Shawn
Carter are my only rivals
I'm the Messiah of rap,
my catalog's the Bible
To the new generation of lost souls
Student loans, iPhones, reality TV shows
It shows a host of wise, but blind drones
Em
Post Babylonia, so I'm told
Am
It could be bologna,
Em
Am
so I don't hold it to be fact
Just tryna put the pieces together,
G
puzzled by this madness
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If that dollar crashes, niggas gone panic
What we gonna do? How we gon
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eat? Don't even know how to
Am
Grow fruit, detached from your roots,
nigga, me too
I'm doing drugs,
fornicating and eating fast food
But I know I got three eyes cause
G
I'm looking past you
Verse 2
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Enter the void
Em
G
This for my hundred dollar
C
Am
billers to destroy
Spreading word of knowledge
G
to through decoys
Am
People realize that it's time to deploy
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Stay on point - open your third eye,
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boy
(And keep your motherfucking
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Chakras open
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Keep your motherfucking Chakras open
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Keep your mouth shut and keep your
motherfucking Chakras open
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Keep your all seeing eye open)
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Had to es

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Verse 3
Am
cape nest,
told Moms I'm Apex
And plus I lay checks, I bust in the latex
So it's nothing stopping the kid if
you get where I come from
Busting conundrums on nuns
and condoms
Don't want no problems,
It's the number one solver
Can't see me with these sentences,
get your bars up
I'm close to the pen,
I depend on this shit
Em
Ain't tryna be dead bent,
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Em
Am
I'll ascend off this spliff
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Am
You can't pretend with this shit
See, I know what's real
G
and what isn't
Am
Ain't shit ob scured with my vision,
plus the herbs that I'm hittin'
Em
Allow me to ob serve what is hidden
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Em
Could have been a cherry- pickin' nigga,
G
if I ain't make jams an d bury niggas
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Used to be the sweetest 'til life handed me the lemons,
Am
nigga
Now everyday I see the sour patches
Em
The flower of life devoured into ashes
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