The Taste chords by Moka Only

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Verse 1
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Ayy, I can't stand the
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taste
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Em 
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What?
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Em 
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I can't stand the place, used to be more direct,
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doin' hand -to -hand rotation
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April nuts gettin' grands and waves and fan
handshakes and milkshakes like
Khaleesa,
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Lisa,
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Zaydats,
Tascam
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Dats
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That damn rap done turned me out and it's
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still a struggle for y 'all to learn me out
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I'm goin' back to the quick hits
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method about five years ago
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Rhymed about hoes,
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nothin' much more than some overnight chores
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Scores of cassettes at the mom
and pop stores, man
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And some of you see me then,
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sayin' I feel like I'm betrayin' y 'all
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Once you lost your way from the cat who
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had you all ballin' on a buzz
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Little little group stint and it seems
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y 'all held a grudge, why?
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I can't stand the taste
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All your radio shit
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I can't stand the taste
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Yeah, you salted dogs
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I can't stand the taste
Em 
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Uh -huh, all you money hungry bitches
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Em 
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I can't stand the taste
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And the radio, for real, has killed appeal
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It's like a drill to your skull
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and it's fooling y 'all
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I mean I even got my manager gripping on shit,
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he don't have to
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I'm not what the
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CHR guys are after I'm like a dog
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contempt with a big twist
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Even hippie parents eating figs did this
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I'm a glow, I'm a go far I know my way,
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got my sonar radar
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Bm 
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There's a star that beams all my dreams
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And since I'm bizarre they stare
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but don't scream
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When I'm hookin' up
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my ice cream by the sea
In the hub city,
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B .C., yeah, that's me
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I'm around about
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Troubadour
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And I'm out through the door
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Hoppin' on a turbo prop from the store
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Wax in a bag I got from the core
The downtown core
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Your town for sure
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But that other shit, man
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I can't stand the taste
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And when the radio's on
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I can't stand the taste
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Man, all you salty dogs
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I can't stand the taint
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And your money hungry bitches
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I can't stand the taint
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I'm like get off me y 'all because
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I can't stand the taint
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Niggas that fake love