Key: E minor•
Verse 1
wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye
and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
You ain't been hungry,
since "Supreme Clientele"
Remember what you first told me
when I took ya in
You wanted to be a fighter
(yeah!)
You wanted to be a killer (New York
Stand Up)
You wanted to be the Champ! (got your
You ain't hungry
Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym
G
Em
Get out of my ring, you disgust me
G
Em
Godzilla bankroll Stones
Verse 2
B
Em
that means I barely home
Em
B
Em
Revenge is my arts is crafty darts
G
B
While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy
G
Em
G
Wonderin' how
A
Em
B
y'all niggas get past me
My wallos I did 'em up
Them bricks I send 'em up
My raps y'all bit 'em up
B
Em
got is money up
G
Em
A
Worth millions still back your
G
A
Ya'll staring at the angel of death
B
Em
G
Liar liar pants on fire you burning
Em
B
Em
B
up like David Koresh
Em
G
This is architect music
A
Em
B
Em
Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully
A
Em
B
got the projects booming indeed
I ran through the tunnel
Terrorize speed
That's when I was still in the jungle
G
Em
G
slangin' that D
Em
A
Get out my face!
Verse 3
ain't got no mo?'
Don't need no has been
messin' up my corner
G
Em
And you better get that mad look off
your face 'fore I knock it off
G
Em
Look here man after I crucify him,
And you better have a good doctor
I'm the Champ!
Verse 4
Em
A
B
Octagon with two razors
D
Em
G
Bet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm
A
Em
B
G
Em
G
I lost it, wild and raw before rap,
Em
B
I was gettin' it on
Em
G
Em
Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs
My gun get hard wit a 45 still
Kangol hat slanted coconut
bounce to Morocco
Flavor Flav clock yo
Niggas want me dead but they
A
Em
B
scared to step to me
Em
G
Em
Rip they guts out like a
B
D
hysterectomy
Em
G
Em
When beef collide look on the flip
B
Em
by the penitentiary kite
G
Em
B
Em
Or get you bumped off from the inside
A
Em
B
Frauds is leftin' they draws
G
A
Em
B
Bird ass nigga resemble
Keenon Ivory Waynes
Stay in your place dirt born rappers
get Shadow box for training
G
Em
Ya'll still eatin' bacon
Verse 5
don't give this nigga no statue give him death
I told y'all I wasn't going away
You had your shot no give me mine
Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me,
They don't want me to have the title
Because I'm not a puppet
Ask his woman she get more pipe
I'm the Champ!
Em
G
I like the deuce of dia
Verse 6
B
Em
G
spades on a glass table
Em
B
D
Half a mil on my left ankle
Em
G
Terry cloth Guess shorts
A
Em
G
robes is comfortable
Em
G
Bring me a nice bitch that
Em
B
means I'll fuck with you
Em
G
My swagger is Mick Jaeger
Em
B
stones is rolling
D
Em
Prestige is cut to it tis spark
The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp
Sprouting in the backyard next
And jets get charted marquee
B
Em
B
shit with the cars on it
Em
G
They head and they earl to
A
Em
B
the toilet and vomit
Em
G
Back East summer MC
Em
B
king since Cuban
Em
G
Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bullet
A
B
proof and Supreme
Em
G
Proof and you double deuce in the jeans
A
B
Em
My man Snake was on the floor with the mother
IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots
G
Em
and Rap belts belong to D.C.
Verse 7
I's scare myself
G
Em
G
Sometimes I look in the mirror and
A
Em
want to kiss myself I'm so pretty
G
Em
Now who am I (the man!)
Who (the man!)
That's right and don't
G
Em
y'all forget it
Verse 8
G
B
Em
B
The winner by consecutive knockout and still
Em
G
B
Em
G
B
champion of the world!
B
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