Key: G# minor
Verse 1
Em
B
La,
Em
La,
S,
B,
cassettes like
Russian roulette
Looking for that one banger,
the tongue -tanglers, the twistedness
Be awesome,
Piper, pick the pepper shit,
your peppermint
Em
Am
accept the deficits
Em
B
You're guaranteed to lose if you mess
B
Em
We here to stay forever,
straight reppin' it
Comin' up out the ports of
New
York
SBL bombs get dropped full force
Like toilets over rooftops on
Halloween
Son, we analyze where the grammar
Apply signs, tight, calm
So just respect what could happen
If you but a sword,
you gettin' double -crossed like entrapment
The illest niggas reppin'
Manhattan, cypher your life
Trenches below granites, fuck bein' in the mix,
make this shit ill -chemist
Like
Bruce
Banner's pops, these
MCs is weak like porn with blue dots
Type soft, dress in curves,
sportin' halter tops
Get yourself shot like that
Faulkner cop
pay attention
Em
Am
Listen up, before this hit turn fisticuffs
B
C
Em
hit the ground and sup port
True
C
F
Understand?
what you waiting for?
For this year,
I'ma turn fist to cuffs,
SBL y 'all
The flow is ridiculous
We practice unified skills,
exercises, suicide drills
Run up and spot, stop and spit a foul line
I'm venomous about mine
We drop this next joint, yo
Isn't it about time?
Mess around, y 'all can keep
thinking it's a game
Trying to touch me,
that's why you reaching in the flames
I float like an astronaut and still
step across an aftershock
Type that never really had a lot,
but I'm resourceful
Push it like I walk through on
Em
Am
Y got it all twisted like a corkscrew,
Trust the vintage,
one sip floods your senses
My spit southern fizzes,
I speak tongues encrypted
And y 'all recite till your gums is blistered
B
Em
But frontin' like we ain't comin' with it
SBL out to hold it down until death,
caught up in the shuffle
Y 'all ain't playin' with a
full deck
Stop playin', shut your mouth,
for this here, turn fist to cuffs,
B
Em
SBL, y 'all, the flow's ridiculous.
pay attention, what you waitin' for?
Am
Em
B
Spend five cent, go support, listen up,
SBL, y 'all,
the flow's ridiculous.
C
Overpeacin' frigid winds, out the record bin,
Y to the
B
Netherlands,
B
Em
F
we cause the sparks when the track is clickin'
wires like a technician
My soul travel through the
Em
Get up inside your dome with the pilots on,
No map to guide us through the quasar
Basic instinct navigate us to the blazer
But not the
Chevy,
SBL palace built on talents, not the
Chetty
But still we hungry for spaghetti
So we can live a life a little better
I'm not so edgy,
like paranoid kids who walk around with machetes
I play the role like
Freddy with a hand that's sharp and steady
I grab a pen and wreck havoc on
a page that's empty
Come stop playin'
Yo, shut your mouth, pay attention,
what you waitin' for?
B
Em
Spend five cent, go support, listen up
For this here
Tom
Fisticuffs,
C
B
Spend five cent, go support, listen up
Tom
B
Em
C
Am
Em
Am
Em
The flow's ridiculous
C
Em
C
Em
Am
Em
C
Em
B
Em
B
Em
B
Em
I'll
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsEm B C Am F
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