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Rap God (Way Too Slow) chords by Melodicka Bros

  • G

  • F

  • C

  • Am

  • Dm

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Intro 1
(G major) (F major)
(C major) (G major)
Verse 1
I'm (G major) beginning to
feel like a rap god, rap god
(F major) All my people from the front to the back,
not back
None of who (C major) thinks their arms
are long enough to slap box, slap box
They (G major) say they rap like a robot,
so call me rap bot
But for me to rap like a computer,
it must be in my jeans
I got a (F major) laptop in my back pocket
My pen don't go off when I have cock it
Got a (C major) fat note from the rap prophet
Made a living and I killed in off it
Ever since (G major) Bill Clinton was still in office
With money, color, whiskey,
feeling, honest, not sad
I'm an (F major) MC, still a zonist,
but as rude and indecent as all have
Syl (C major) lables, killaholic,
kill them all with this
(G major) Bippity, dippity, hippity, hip hop
You don't (A minor) really wanna get (G major)
into a bissing match
With this rappity brat (F major) back in a Mac
in the back of the egg
Back (C major) pack, rap crap, yap -yap, yackety -yack
I (G major) know the exact same time
I attempt this lyrical acrobat dance
While I'm (D minor) practicing that,
I'll still be able to break a
mother (G major) fucking table
Over the back of a couple of faggots
and crack (D minor) it in half
Only realize it was ironic,
(G major) I was signed to
Aftermath after the fact I
could die (D minor) in a bloom
All I do is drop dead folks
Rap (G major) pers are having a (F major) rough time,
period
Here's (G major) a maxi bed
(F major) It's (D minor) actually disastrously
bad for the weck
While I'm masterfully con (G major) structing
this masterpiece ass
Cause I'm beginning to feel
like a rap god, rap god
All (F major) my people from the front to the back,
not back
Not now who (C major) thinks their arms
are long enough to slap box
Let me show (G major) you maintaining
this shit ain't that hard (F major) (G major)
Samalama dumaluma you
assuming I'm a human
What (F major) I gotta do to get it through to you
I'm superhuman
I'm superhuman,
(C major) innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything (G major) you say
is ricocheting off of me
I need a clue to you
I'm (F major) devastating more
than ever
Demonstrating (G major) how to give a
(C major) mothafuckin' audience
A feeling like levitating, never fad (G major) ing
And I know the haters are forever waiting
For the (F major) day that they can say
I fell off
They'll be celebrating
Cause I (C major) know the way
to get them motivated
I make elevator music
(G major) You make elevator music
It's too mainstream (F major) (C major) (G major)
(F major)
Oh (C major) (G major)
(F major) (C major)
(G major) (F major)
(C major) (G major)
I'll
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