Peanut Butter chords by Wreckx‐N‐Effect

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Verse 1
D 
Alright, R. Kelly, give me the drop,
you tear it up
Yeah, alright, yeah, that's real dope,
man
But I need something more,
Red, word up
I need something more
A 
D 
Alright, if you need a little bit more,
I'ma give you this
Alright, like this
D 
Yeah, alright, alright,
Gm 
D 
you got it now, you got it
Just add one more thing to make it complete,
to be straight
D 
Well, I'ma bring in the wah- wah- wahs
And I say, alright, like this
D 
D 
Yeah, alright, alright, this is real smooth,
Bb 
I can get with it
D 
Eb 
Bb 
Yeah, alright,
D 
yeah
Bb 
Mhm, alright, I'ma start on it
D 
Alright, this is the part where you tear it up,
D 
Bb 
take it away

Verse 2
D 
Rhymes worth more than platinum
MCs, I'm flattin' 'em,
Bb 
look 'em over, then pass 'em
Eb 
Bb 
D 
Down to B- Doggs and Marky Mark
Sittin' in a control room with Red,
Bb 
I'm in the dark
Rappin' another dope
D 
rhyme to make a hit
Only if the record company front,
it'll miss
D 
But you can't perform this for too long
The lyrics I preach and
my speech is too strong
D 
For you to handle, more than a mental
Holdin' the mic and I'm
meltin' just like a candle
D 
Don't you see? It's
a dream to R. Kelly
I wake up and nothin' is real, so I chill
D 
And try to mash a dope rhyme
to the beat selected
Everything is dope after
Wreckx- n- Effect wrecked it
D 
Wait a second, Marky Mark,
throw in a stutter
Yeah, boy, peanut butter
D 
D 

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Verse 3

Get it

right

One, two, three, and

Verse 4
I'm an MC flippin' on
D 
those who might front
I'm ready to fly that head until
Bb 
the flight's done
D 
Obviously, I won, so don't ask
Rappin' is ten percent more than a task
D 
Job you do, punk,
you can't compete
With the styles I use to switch
Bb 
up like the sea sons
D 
Reasons, I've got more than one
Eb 
R- E's for Ree, A- R- Kelly's son s
Bb 
D 
Broken on down to the very last syllable
Bb 
W- N- E's tryin' to build, but you
D 
Gotta do your share,
lay the foundation
And I'll bring the nation
D 
Me and whoever wears the
sign of Zulu
Wreckx- n- Effect will unwrap
and chew you
D 
Rhymes are too rough to cover
Bb 
But the beat is smooth as
peanut butter
D 
Eb 

Verse 5
Bb 
C#m 
Eb 
D 
Get it right
D 
D 
D 
D 
One, two, three, and

Verse 6
D 
Born with the title R. Kelly
engraved in me
Therefore, my name never
was changed to be
Bb 
D 
Something that I ain't,
I'm wettin' rappers like water paint
Just dab my finger and I'll smear
Bb 
'em all over the place
D 
It'll take time before they fully erase,
word
Because they left the public thinkin'
they was made to be first
Bb 
D 
Not made to be worse, I write every verse
And you can tell from my lyrics
that I rap with thirst
Bb 
D 
Thirsty for an MC to diss,
so I can dismiss
The type of fury everybody
be glad to miss
D 
Instead of bein' trapped with it,
you need to be slapped, you big
Wanna be a W- N- E, but dig
D 
There's no space,
the last place for you was took
And now it's first, so, yo
Bb 
D 
Grab ahold of my rhyme book, but
don't tear the cover
Because you just might smear
Bb 
the peanut butter
Bb 