On The Real Tip chords by Steady B
Intro 1
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Dm
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G#m
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Verse 1
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On the real tip,
rhymes will kick and don't slip
As I taught ya before, all the stages I rip
As the beat will keep slammin'
'Cause Steady ain't playin'
The hill too will stop,
know what I'm sayin'?
Hardcore to give ya more, to adore
Dm
G#
Are ya sure? Well check
Dm
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me out on tour
'Cause I'm flowin' in the
pocket of the track ya black
And if ya still got beef,
boys suckers are stacked
With freaky Cool C, pavin' the way
Can you get with us,
yeah I have to say "amaze me
And prove it" As Steady
B is the man
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The flipping mic stand don't trip fam
Now to get right to it you
knew it exact get to this
So now you know, you can get into this
Always live from Philly, blast out ave,
sick so will last, yep
All the way until after dark
'Cause when the hustlers will
move where the start
All ya suckas, 'cause ya
suckas ain't with it
And I'll hit it,
and your thoughts will can't get it
Dm
So you made a little record
and ya mighta made two
But on the real tip,
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it ain't sellin' in a day
You, I don't care what ya say,
but oh how you got the right sound
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You still a straight up clown
Yet ya made it first,
without reeling a bumkey
Steady's no joke, get funky
Now line after line makin' shit with meaning
I can't understand why people
keep schemin'
'Cause Steady's like a razor
blade tellin' ya cross fade
And all the hits we made,
now ya startin' to notice
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Who's the badder man on the real tip,
I felt this
Because I'm sick and tired,
of being the last one
Dm
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Suckas, especially when I'm number one
So whatcha gonna do now?
Dm
I mean rhymes no problem imma
G#
show ya how
Suckas didn't play me
and that must stunk
Because Steadyism chill but
Ba- Boom! Ya get dropped
Now that's for real you
got the cars now deal
Your busted, now it's time to get ill
Sit the way just heated, but not don't slip
Dm
And I'm speakin' the truth,
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straight on the real tip
Abm
Steady's like a renegade
the underdog to get paid
Ya couldn't come to wreck, ya slept,
that's why you stayed
And I'm leavin' you,
no one is believin' you
Steady is survivin',
no matter what he's been through
The rise and fall of the big heads
Dm
There's no return of the livin' dead,
because ya dead, dead
What's all this about the ritz
Or how ya move it, groove it,
and then ya use it
Snappin' on the stand bein' a acrobat
Dm
But the hi- hat,
and all I'm acing up the bass
Puncturing your PVS with a dope depth
In it to win it,
now ya made a cassette
Controversy never fails to show
because of fits
Steady be straight on the real tip
On The Real Tip
Steady B
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