Key: E minor•
Verse 1
Em
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Em
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Kilka, kills mania
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"Crack"
Em
Scotty
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A
And I say right about now New York City
Verse 2
there's no future fronting
I see a mac and a tec
keeping duz coming
Coka
Joe is a fake Cartagegna
with the banger
Keep an A.K when I battle probably throw
a fake nigga parade. I'm known!
But who gives a fuck I don't care
the welfare feed them
Joey is fucked up!
Skiddles with the
maybachs banging rooftops
Life sucks for you maybe the Jew is crazy
Verse 3
thanks to who baby
G
Em
Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning,
C
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Em
I got cake but I need more ice and all
G
C
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I say off the streets I'm a symphony,
Em
niggas want my sympathy presiding official remedy
C
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Stay cleaned up on a preacher
Am
A
on a Sunday morning
Verse 4
but we don't ever see these niggas up in New York
Can anybody tell me where is San Tropez
their best to dress gay
All these mix- tape rappers
now want to claim king
Everybody saying they are bringing
New York back
You hear the echo,
son of a nesto I'll let the tec blow
You should feel sky plenty like pistol,
Interlude 1
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Em
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Em
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Em
Verse 5
Get off your knees get
a job at the Carter
Throw a banks and invite
your friends
who knows when
These other niggas just all
pretend
You've been bamboozled
diz duzu say thugs
they givin' group hugs
the streets of darkness
Where I keep your favorite M.C. underneath
my armpit the bronze kid
I'm only speaking the truth
May cologilua do
Outro 1
[Chorus:]
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Em
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Em
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Am
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Em
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ChordsEm C G A Am
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