Tonalidad: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
You better get your boots laced up
Put your gloves on,
get your warface paints up
Get your rifles,
your missile grenades up
F
But still you ain't ready to face us, nigga
Dm
You better call in the cavalry
There's been a storm, man,
Gm
these niggas in back of me
Dm
The littlest problems turn
into tragedies
And most likely into a casualty
F
Dm
Say your corn needs some major support
Fuck what you thought
Get all the favors you owe
Call all of your boys
Tell em a problem arose, you might go to war,
but don't let em know it's for tour
F
Dm
Soap, you ain't getting no back up,
niggas gon' back up
Petrified of my pen and
Gm
they probably gon' back up
Marko together, the problem is that much
So you and whoever don't match up
F
Dm
Keep us to the side like a gat,
D -Wade and
Shaq
Scotty and
MJ, how they went back to back
Breezy and
MP, how we go track for track
Now how could you counter react?
You're throwing these fatigues in a
Hummer truck
Guns in a hundred plus rounds of ammo
Gm
If you thinkin' to come at us
Dm
I'm runnin' this shit,
my rhythms I run them up
So learn to be good as the runner up
F
Dm
Nigga, uh uh uh uh
You better get your boots laced up
Put your gloves on,
Gm
get your war face paint up
Dm
Get your rifles, your missiles, grenades up
But still you ain't ready to face us
F
Dm
Nigga, uh uh uh uh
You better call in the cavalry
It's
Venezuelan man,
Gm
these niggas in back of me
Dm
The littlest problems turn
into tragedies
F
And most likely into a casualty
Dm
So don't act up,
young niggas get smacked up
They claim I ain't reppin' the
Gm
mu sic when I repped up
Dm
But this ain't an act, bruh,
I came from the bottom and back, bruh
While you was home,
ain't gettin' back, bruh
My cousin was clapped up,
my mother was yacked up
They took everything inside
Gm
of me and I could crack up
Dm
It's all that I got, son,
it's not the only thing I could do
Cause it's the only thing
F
that I want to do
Dm
Spend less time in them classes,
more in the school
When I scribble notes in the pad,
Gm
it's not for my boo
Dm
And if you feelin' some kinda way,
I'm talkin' to you
Stereoputic, why I do what I do?
F
Dm
We young, better than dudes
So go ahead, would you tie your suit?
It don't make you a better person,
Gm
just make better loot
With
Dm
Mar co lacing the beat,
I'm lacing the booth
The war's on, nigga,
gather your troops
Breaker, breaker, one, two, uh
You better get your boots laced up
Put your gloves on,
Gm
get your war face paints up
Dm
Get your rifles, your missiles, grenades up
F
But still, you ain't ready to face us, nigga
You better call a new cavalry
It's been a sore man,
Gm
these niggas in back of me
Dm
The littlest problems turn
into tragedies
F
And most likely into a casualty
Dm
The score's settling, flow is pure heroin
This the new dope and we
Gm
just raw peddling
Dm
Port
Authority,
Marco, and the young veteran
F
Daily conversation drop is more medicine
Dm
Getting good look at those
is more better than
Your best ever produced,
Gm
greater than y 'all ever been
Dm
Carter now told them it's war,
but y 'all never win
F
Good lord, get him a reverend
Fm
Dm
It's sacrilegious to rap this vicious,
Gm
I just want to separate all the facts and vis ions
Dm
I just want to point out all the acts and wishes,
and by that, bring the truth to the listeners
F
Dm
They want to condition us, and more so,
they want to imprison us
Jails is free labor,
that's slavery's business
I'm on good track to show you the facts
Ab
Naps on you to counterattack,
lock and load if you strap up
Dm
You better get your booze laced up,
Gm
put your gloves on, get your war face paints up
Dm
Get your rifles, your missiles,
grenades up
But still, you ain't ready to face us,
F
Dm
nigga
You better call in the cavalry
It's been a storm,
Gm
man, these niggas in back of me
Dm
The littlest problems turn
into tragedies
F
Fm
Ab
And most likely into a casualty
Yo, the boom bap on this
Gm
is hip -hop as it is
Gm
Brevoit, my nigga, but still fabulous
Ab
Tom
Fm
Martha working on what?
That's just madness
Ab
Be st word to describe the sound,
it's fantabulous
Nigga, the fans asked for it,
ever since
Casualty
They wanted me and
Fm
MP on the same
CD
Ab
They asked, why you wasn't on
Port
Authority?
Because
Peezy had to stretch those out
This is all of me,
and this the leak joint
So imagine how the album sound
These niggas probably won't
rethink their albums now
It got the nerve to ask them
why the sales are down
Cause when the snares around,
y 'all feel the tear shit down
Niggas use the same rhymes
like they hear me down
But my bars is up fam,
can you hear me now?
Things were rising,
rap wise I'm on the horizon
Finna burn shit down like the rising sun
Head to head, come one, come everybody
This hip -hop shit not made for everybody
I don't make joints,
you will hear at every party
But you might hear my shit
before you hear the shawty
Now that I got your attention
It's just a few things
that I'd like to mention
It's niggas out now all
moanin' and pitchin'
While y 'all makin' bullshit,
we makin' a difference
Look, I ain't too fond of nigga
Hope, bitch
But I know overnight that
my niggas won't switch
And the dudes beefin' bout it,
Fm
them niggas so rich
Ab
If they came over some chips,
they may be realistic
Sittin' like
Beyoncé, nigga, this
Stranger
You'd rather piss on your
parents before you piss off
Ray
What up
R .K .L .s, they sayin' tour next like
R .L.
Told you that too, nigga,
R .Well
Wherever, whenever, whatever, like
Maxwell
The young veteran tour, I flow over tracks well
I been doin' this since I taped on the
Maxcell
So how you gon' ask why
a nigga do raps well?
I been in dads, y 'all been tri -dash
Ab
Right one to get with, wrong one to get at
Ab
This shit'll run nonsense until rid of
Cause I don't give a damn where
the hook's supposed to been at
I put the sidekick where the book's
supposed to been at
Nigga I type right when
there's no time to pen that
One of the best upcoming
catchy I've been at
Sauce double
XL scratch yeah I'm in that
But I ain't come here to the
stool to keep ramblin'
Ab
So place bets on the
dude to keep gamblin'
Ab
The booth airin' as long as the beat
blarin' in
Ab
Motherfuckers ain't got a
chance to get near to this
The young veteran nigga
Ab
Try to find somebody better
my nigga
Ab
I've been ahead of you niggas, as long as
MP on the beat
Ab
We gon' cook till you niggas can't eat,
Outro 1
nigga
Ab
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Ab
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