Key: Gb major•
Verse 1
F#
A#
G#
D#
Guru, jazz -matized mixed
CD
F
Bb
the super producer
Solar
F
Bb
Seven grand records,
G#
E#
putting it down lovely
E#m
New
D#
York to
C#
F#
Got our peeps in the house,
F#
C#
Of course they want a stereotype,
but it's all hype
F#
B
G#
I can't let the game go sour, it needs me
Blast you right up, kid,
sit back and light up shit
C#
F#
The double helix, chemicals react to me
G#
F#
It's like sex, the way I do it naturally
increasing my odds
You see my trigger ponk cock,
then I'm squeezing it hard
F#
While you boast the fury I bring silently
B
G#
My name and my reign kinda like the
Ming dynasty
F#
C#
And not returning for more,
F#
G#
F#
that's like your favorite pro baller not returning to score
C#
F#
B
I can't let the game go sour,
The cost of the fame
and the power is not free
B
F#
I can't let the game go sour, it needs me
E#m
Now here's my chance to get back at you
A#
F#
B
I can't let the game go sour,
E#
G#
Torch run to hold the flame for the devout
MC
F#
B
I can't let the game go sour,
to get back at you
rap's the new rap race
And through that maze,
a few cats blazed with ease
In the trap with the cheese,
G#
F#
breezin' back into last place
I track the pace of the game's gurus
Provin' stamina, nothin' ventured,
ain't nothin' gained
Clue in the gambler, ante up
Stakes have been raised to
G#
movements
the actions of the faction
and put em in position like
Stratego
no wranglers that hang with all ground
Platform for the contribution
F#
E#m
salute the gentleman son, come on
D#
F#
and the power is not free
F#
A#
E#m
it needs me
F#
B
I can 't let the game go sour,
E#m
F#
B
I can't let the game go sour,
C#
F#
Now to each his own,
C#
F#
unless you're tryin' to own me
F#
G#
This camaraderie built for longevity
writin' a song's melody
they gon' remember me
And so my weaponry of choice
is my voice
And victories are gettin'
A#
C#
measured by the size of the noise
It's the fulfillment of a
purpose and a will to exist
And I struggle with love thick,
F#
C#
held in my grip
And that's the reason that your heart's
the same size as your fist
If the gifted one quits,
apocalypse'll come next
The context is more than just
respect or a check
It's a long march ahead,
and we ain't even started yet
Yeah, if the game goes sour,
BK to the
B
Dm
SCA all day
E#
F#
A#
Yeah, from the bricks to the 206
E#
Brooklyn
G#
Dm
E#
F#
G#
F#
back at you
Bruton
Outro 1
Hurkman
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