Tonalidad: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
E
Whoa,
Am
Joyner, Joyner,
yeah, yeah, yeah
E
Am
Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day,
Am
F
I don't take back what I say,
Dm
E
if I said it then I meant it
Am
All my life I want a Grammy but
E
I'll prolly never get it
Dm
I ain't never had no trophy or
no motherfuckin' ribbon
E
Am
Fuck the system, I'm that nigga,
E
bend the law, cut the rules
Am
Dm
I'm about to risk it all,
E
I ain't got too much to lose
Am
Y'all been eatin' long enough,
E
it's my turn to cut the food
Am
F
Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day,
lucky you
E
Fuck you too, woah!
Verse 2
Am
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move,
E
y'all gotta move
F
Dm
Give me some room, give me some room,
E
give me the juice
Am
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe,
E
hop out and shoot
Dm
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move,
E
give me the juice
Verse 3
E
Back on my bullshit,
my back to the wall
Turn my back on you all
Am
E
and you finished
Am
Dm
Back to these bullets,
it's back to the job
E
Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin'
Back on my hood shit, it's
Am
back to the pushin'
These packs and I'm
actually pumpin'
Can't fuck with you rappers,
Dm
you practically suckin'
You mighta went platinum but
E
that don't mean nothin'
I'm actually buzzin' this time
Am
Straight out the kitchen,
I told them the oven is mine
E
Dm
I do not fuck with you guys
If I don't kill you, just know
E
you gon' suffer this time
Am
I ain't no gangster but I
got some bangers
E
Some chains and some blades
Am
and a couple of knives
Dm
Choppers and jammies, a partridge,
a pear tree
My twelve days of Christmas
E
was nothin' but lies
Am
E
Am
I, run at you hard like a sumo (sumo)
E
They say I talk like a chulo (chulo)
Dm
I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno
E
Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo
You play your cards, I reverse on you all
And I might just draw four
like a Uno
Dm
Cállate boca mejor maricón little puto,
E
and all of you culo
They debated the level,
I've been to ghetto to ghetto
Am
Looking for something I prolly could
never find now
Dm
Shit get real up until the
beef die down
E
In truth a nigga just really want
me tied down
I've been alone and I nev
Am
er needed nobody
E
Am
Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell
these niggas to lie down
Dm
Keep all the money,
I never wanted the lifestyle
I just pray to God that
E
my son'll be alright now
Am
I said ain't no love for
the other side
Or anyone who ever want
E
Dm
smoke (Joyner)
Am
When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog
E
who never lost hope (yeah)
Am
You in the wrong cab
down the wrong path
Nigga wrong way, wrong road
E
Snakes in the grass, tryna slither fast
Am
I just bought a fuckin'
lawn mower
E
I done said a lotta things
Verse 4
Dm
This is payback in a way,
Am
I regret it that I did it
Dm
I done won a couple Grammys, but
I sold my soul to get 'em
Wasn't in it for the trophies,
just the fuckin' recognition
Fuck's the difference?
E
I'm that cracker, bend the law,
fuck the rules
Man I used to risk it all,
now I got too much to lose
I been eatin' long enough,
man my stomach should be full
I just ate, lick the plate,
my buffet, lucky me
Fuck you think? (Woo!)
F
I got a couple of mansions Still
Verse 5
F
I don't have any manners
Am
You got a couple of ghostwriters
But to these kids,
it don't actually matter
They're askin' me "What
the fuck happened to hip-hop?"
F
I I said "I don't have any answers"
Am
F
'Cause I took an L when I
dropped my last album
Am
It hurt me like hell but I'm back
on these rappers
F
And actually coming from
humble beginnings
I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning
Am
I wish I could say "What a
wonderful feeling!"
We're on the upswing like we're
F
Am
punchin' the ceiling
But nothin' is feeling like anyone
has any fuckin' ability
F
Am
To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me,
the inability to pin humility
Hatata batata, why don't we
make a bunch of fuckin'
Songs about nothin' and mumble!
F
And fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular
Am
Shit is a circus,
you clowns that are comin' up
Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck
About the ones that were here before
F
you that made rap, let's recap
Am
Way back, MC's that wreak havoc
on tape decks
F
ADATs, where the G Raps
Am
and Kanes at?
We need 3 Stacks ASAP,
F
and bring Masta Ace back
Because half of these rappers
have brain damage
Dm
F
All the lean rappin',
face tats, syruped out like tree sap
Dm
I don't hate trap,
F
and I don't wanna seem mad
But in fact, where the old me at? The same
cat that would take that
Dm
Feedback and aim back, I need that
E
But I think it's inevitable
They know what button to press
or what lever to pull
To get me the snap though (lil' bitch)
And if I pay it attention
I'm probably makin' it bigger
But you've been takin' the dicks
In the fuckin' back, ho (get it?)
Am
On the brink, any minute
Got me thinkin' of finishin' everything
F
With acetaminophen and reapin'
Am
the benefits
I'm asleep at the wheel again
As I peak into thinkin'
F
about an evil intent
Am
Of another beat, I'ma kill again
F
Am
'Cause even if I gotta end
up eatin' a pill again
F
Even ketamine or methamphetamine
Am
With the minithin, it better be
at least 70 to 300 milligram
And I might as well 'cause I'ma
end up bein' a villain again
F
Levels to this shit I got an elevator
You could never say to me I'm not
a fuckin' record breaker
Am
I sound like a broken record every
time I break a record
F
Am
Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made,
I never cater
Motherfucker now I got
F
a right to be this way
Am
F
I got spite inside my DNA
But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off,
Am
E
I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy
It's the moment y'all been waitin' for
Like California wishin'
rain would pour
And that drought y'all
have been prayin' for
My downfall from the 8 Mile
to the Southpaw
Still the same Marshall that outlaw
That they say as a writer
might've fell off
I'm back on that bull like the cowboy
Verse 6
E
Am
So y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all
E
gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move
Dm
Dm
Give me some room, give me some room,
E
give me the juice
Am
Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe,
E
how 'bout I shoot?
Dm
Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move,
E
give me the juice
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