Why? chords by Not Made In China

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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All these rappers fake,
motherfuckin' liar
They're sellin' out for fame,
tryin' to wear designer
Middle fingers in your face,
light a deal on fire
Independent never breaks,
I ain't made in China
Every single rapper
that has hated or attacked me
I am richer than you'll ever be,
fuck y 'all
Anyone can get at the Eminem
of my generation,
but I ain't a liberal, fuck nah
And you know my middle fingers
are stiffer than metal pillars
I dip them in rivers in the winter
so they stick in position
And I quit liquor and bitches,
now I'm addicted to winning
I'm digging pits for the critics
and competition, fuck off
I am the illest, I will kill it
Identify the body, need to find a dentist
I am the biggest, these guys are tripping
I'm way too fly, fuck sky's the limit
Little white kid, hope you like this
And I hope you see yourself in me,
so maybe you can do what I did
Don't be fucking around with
drugs and alcohol or violence
All these rappers fake, motherfuckin' liar
It's sellin' out for fame,
tryna' wear designer
Middle fingers in your face,
light a deal on fire
Independent never breaks,
I ain't made in China
I ain't goin' fishin' when I'm
askin' where the poles at
Hold that, all black,
cookin' like I'm Kodak
Know that, kill most rappers,
get a tow -tack
Bet I send that shine faster
than Usain Bolt's ass
Stone -bass rapper,
you know shit go hard
Middle finger stuck in the air, broke arm
Show up at your house,
small, tough front lawn
Fuck your couch,
should've never put me on
No passion, no nerve,
you write trash, I burn
Turn rappers to ashes
and pack em in urns
Double bag em in plastic and
stack em in dirt, yeah
I'm a big gorilla,
y 'all like my little kids
They can't say my name in a song,
so they write sublims
Look me in the face when you talk
about the shade of my skin
Cause we the hardest rappers
ever came after Slim
All these rappers fake,
motherfuckin' liars
They're sellin' out for fame,
tryna wear the center
Middle fingers in your face,
light a deal on fire
Independent never breaks,
I ain't made in China
Three sick fuckin' white boys,
that's a problem
Little hoax, Matt, dang,
I am back to clobberin'
Flag red, white, and blue,
but we in Yugoslavia
But I'm still one of the sickest,
I'm the goose from Goblin
And I don't have a genocide,
I only have a mental side
To genocide,
you're messin' with the suicide
And no amount of money
gonna make me be a dummy
Actin' funny just to show people
the views that I brought
Ventilating my pen is devastating,
they're emulating
I don't find them imitating,
anybody stimulating
I'm insinuating,
they're simulating,
not innovating
I'm a little wiener,
the only rappers I've been afraid of
Tired of being king of the jungle,
boy, I was bushwhacked
Fuck, man, now I gotta deal with
all these douchebags
A lot of kids are spinners,
but to me it's not a setback
You're lyin' about your life
and your music,
and that's a red flag
All these rappers fake,
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motherfuckin' liars
They sellin' out for fame,
tryna wear the center
Metal fingers in your face,
light a deal on fire
Independent never breaks,
I ain't made in China