The Honorable chords by Little Brother
Verse 1
Am
Dm
A
Dm
A
Yo,
Am
get out your pens and pads,
Dm
get out your pads and pans
D
Guitars, keyboards,
A
A -tracks, and your mandolins
F
Am
It's real music,
Dm
real business that we handlin'
A
Bout to bring the real shit back,
so stop the panic, and
Am
Dm
Go catch your folks on it,
and put your folks on it
Pushin' my
A
F
Nissan, but still payin' notes on it
Am
Dm
It ain't a classic till that nigga
Tatum spoke on it
Holy
A
Grail shit, call the
Vatican and
Am
Pope on it
Dm
Without immaculate flows,
making the fans cuckoo
A
Smacking my hoes,
leaving them bamboozled
F
Am
I'm not a teacher, just a grand pupil
Dm
A pit bull walking hard and talking
G
A
shit over these damn poodles
Am
This ain't outspoken,
Dm
there's no way y could be outspoken
A
As long as
Tay is on the mic and
Knife is mouth -holding
F
Am
It's niggas from the
Dm
South blowing
The head doctor got your spouse
A
choking with her mouth open
Am
Get it right, bitches
Dm
So all hail
Bahama, who better than me?
Justice
A
League,
Justice
F
Am
League
Dm
Microphone
Phenomenal
Partain,
G
Five -Nine,
China
A
Dm
F
Style
Am
Dm
So all hail
Bahama,
So
Shawndona,
A
Shawndona
So all
Dm
Bahama, who me?
Microphone
A
Phenomenal
Am
Let's get it on, niggas
Dm
They thought they
could hang with us
A
They're bad, just a pain to us
F
We train the flush
Am
Dm
Out the weak links, that's chain to us
G
A
Real cats can't af ford to give slack
Am
Dm
We battle back, now the league's
Am
in search of the ring
A
Championship watches do our thing
F
Made for
Am
Dm
TV af ter school specials
G
In prime time, the latest talk shows
A
Am
Now every broad knows,
and every squad goes
Dm
To all of our shows
A
It's so beautiful, and that's the usual
F
Am
Heavy rotation,
Dm
played on every radio station
A
U .S. nation,
even here it would be vacation
Am
Dm
It's so plain to see, it's so plain to me
A
This is not what I do, this is who I must be
Dm
And it's not just me cause its just we
G
A
Am
Dm
Hip hop has the torch now raps comfortably
F
Am
Dm
G
Dm
F
Am
Dm
A
Dm
A
Am
I ain't full force but i could smell
Dm
your feminine fragrance
A
So foul, rappin' star,
they callin' me flagrant
F
Am
Dm
Bein' top dog is my duty,
and I agree with
Teddy
Riley
G
A
Am
When you on the mic, I see booty, all your
Dm
TV times after me
Why would I need
A
B &G when I got hits on the street?
F
Dm
Fuck who I offend when I say this?
Cause your name showed up first
G
A
with an asterisk on
Wendy
Williams' gay list
Am
Dm
You're so wack, I can't stand it
Your rap book is holdin'
A
on to more junk than
Fred
D.
Sanford
F
Am
You nicer than me?
Dm
Nigga, please
You can battle like a samurai
G
A
and still take an
L in
Japanese
Am
If my name's in your mouth,
Dm
every time the wind blows
I torch your
A
Microsoft ass out of 98 windows
F
Am
Dm
Talk talk niggas be scared on the low
G
Every time I come around
A
they speak in binary codes
Am
Got them wishin' all day
Dm
that I disappear
A
Cause I keep startin' new
shit like freshman year
F
Am
I'm about to climb the charts like,
Dm
pardon me, dawgs
I keep motherfucker
G
A
s jumpin' like lottery balls
The Honorable
Little Brother
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