Key: Db major
Verse 1
You know what I'm saying,
From crazy ass Queens,
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Gm
Check it out, yeah
For those who don't know
the way I flow
My name's fucking Mike Geronimo,
you know what I'm saying
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Fm
Big shouts to my whole fam,
you know what I'm saying
And we about to spark this,
Yeah, check it out, check, check it out
through the belly of the beast
and make my way
to my stomping grounds
It can't get any worse,
shit could only get better
I'm a -backin' Undivine
and keep a focus on my schedule
It's critical for me to run a
scan of my plan
to get a call when it's possible
After my bed bone,
I leave her ass on from my tone
jump in the ride
on the other side of town
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Gm
It's all about lounging,
No matter the weather,
you'll find me out doing whatever
words are more, on the move
motherfucking groove
your fingertip feel
Check the rhyme paragraph,
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C
because my shit is real
I smoke a 20, back up on it,
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C
Gm
C
then I'm ready to pee
Get a taste for my feel,
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C
I freak mics like sex appeal
brain when your hair cut
there'd be another sick story
in my mind to be told
in the midnight,
with a killer mouthpiece
I been in with more tricks
than a tramp locked in a sleepaway camp
loop flow of verbs
And you're thrown off a bridge
called the Williamsburg
I burn up like choke smoke
And in a sample sack
So when I'm here alone
and get prone,
then the fence,
bugging telephones,
and leaving them sleeping in a chalk tray
DTs be pumped so I'll
microphone Scarface
that nigga in the front row fronting,
from a rhyme tooting gun thug
the storm of a raw deal
and give you a torn feel
because my shit is real
make you know the dealer gets realer
Gm
C
My shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
My shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
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Gbm
You don't stay in my stride,
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Gm
I tear your ass out
the frame where you hide,
Hannah
You catch a lick in the back
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Fm
I take the time on my last
verse of rhymes
the members of my fam
Doin' jail time,
makin' your brain cells swell
I grabbed a bag and robbed well
cuz I'm bad in the game
Uh, I talk mics and daylight sharper still
And now you know the deal,
because my shit is real
Fm
C
Now you know the deal, gets realer,
Gm
C
uh, shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
uh, shit's real, yeah, no shit's real
Oh, shit's real, yeah, oh, shit's real
Shit's gettin' realer,
cause my shit is real
My shit is real, my shit is real,
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Fm
my is real
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Gm
C
Outro 1
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsGm Fm Gbm A C...
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