Key: Gb major
Verse 1
It's beautiful, c'mon,
keep marchin'
Verse 2
you keep your shots low
D
C#m
You hug the block close,
we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
D
C#m
You duck the five- oh,
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
D
C#m
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
D
C#m
Who gettin' real high?
We rock on and on
Verse 3
D
C#m
(Traffic)like Benecio, (Suspect) is
(Usual)
Cut checks like cuticles, bust
tecs at funerals
Dm
C#m
My sound freak you out like
rough sex in the studio
I blow the back out the track
when I black out
Dm
C#m
Got the spot maxed out,
people in the front pass out
Security carry that ass out
Dm
C#m
Get in the zone when I'm stoned
like I live in a glass house
Last bout I was in started to get
spazzed out like mysterious
The boy in the hood with the furious style
D
C#m
We in the age of Aquarius now, yo
I show pain in the manner of
Coltrane's "Alabama"
Niggaz wanna blaze a hammer
"Real girls get down on the flo'" like
David Banner when I handle my shit
I go banana clips you walkin
where the animals live
Verse 4
you keep your shots low
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
D
C#m
You duck the five- oh,
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
D
C#m
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
D
C#m
Who gettin' real high?
We rock on and on
[Talib Kweli]
Verse 5
And get the metal 'til the shit is settled
I pull strings like Geppetto did Pinocchio
Dm
C#m
Y'all niggaz sing to po- po like,
K- Ci and JoJo or Sisqo and Nokio
D
C#m
Sisters With Voices
Y'all, lyrics are pointless
My lyrics anoint like, oils and ointments
Dm
C#m
I had a big death but
I missed my appointment
Y'all walkin' through the valley
while I run through it
D
C#m
Every party we come through
makin the "Gun Music"
Practice the (Art of War), don't
make me Sun Tzu it
D
C#m
I put them knots in yo' head 'til
you can't undo it
You can't unscrew it,
ladies wanna take it off
All they want is piece
of mind so I break 'em off
I grab the game by the balls
until I made it cough
And made these bitch ass
niggaz take they make- up off
Verse 6
you keep your shots low
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
D
C#m
You duck the five- oh,
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
D
C#m
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
D
C#m
Who gettin' real high?
We rock on and on
Verse 7
F#m
C#m
Everybody say (hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)
Outro 1
C#m
Dm
C#m
C#m
Dm
D
C#m
Dm
C#m
D
C#m
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