Key: G# minor
Verse 1
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Em
Today I am prepared
to bring specific charges
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against certain members
working in an industry
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that reaches into every household in the
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country.
Em
so why'd you interrupt?
Sold such much material,
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so I'm rebroke I'm eating cer eal with spoon, sipping sepia
Daddy
O slipped me some cause
Swiss banks
the sheets
So they dismissed this as vulgarity
it at the university
I send surreal scenes
Looked out, gave you three strikes,
Blew your blunts out, your wheels stuck up,
you're uh
Guess you're up, then slap you with my staff
I seen your skins like to go to the motels
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Em
But your a** won't
know to the hotel
Forced to lift and zip, I paint pictures
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Em
A portrait of self, far from tip sters
My discussion of percussion
ain't ignorance
You never thought that a
gangster could talk sense
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Em
But this artifice flipped,
your beans is spent
Took your paints out your
pocket as you stood up
Focused the portrait of the artist
as a hood's up
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Third base, third base,
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third base,
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third
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base, third
base
Strays
LQ on
Fridays, waiting for
Hawking 50 cent,
in the back room
Listenin' to snaps pushed by
Scrapp,
Union
KRS tracks
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Em
Torn up by the camp, the clock dark,
as the brothers tried to spark
Hit pop,
Starsky, the masters of ceremony,
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Cracked out, was hooked to property
5am, it was the
Lennox
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Em
For a dollar, crack heads or
maraud your wills
Clubs like this that kept the
music in the street
And pop rap couldn't get a dime to eat
Yo, they makin' mills,
but what about the hood?
A parking lot where the
Latin
Quarter stood
A landmark marked in the cranium
But now I bring it back in front of
packed stadiums
Picture painted with the
goals and the good
The portrait of an artist as a hood
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Third base, third base,
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third base
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Third base, third
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Third base, third base,
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third base
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In side the street I got you
get the gist of this
you're like
Art
I drive a
Yak with a
Scorch and drive an
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spits the hood in the face of the friction.
D
Lift the gate and let us split you like wood,
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the portrait of the artist says the hood.
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Outro 1
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