Tonalidad: F minor•
Verse 1
Fm
Fm
Tech,
Zilla I'm 17 and my motto is fuck a bitch
C
Now I'm 27, still ain't givin' a shit
Fm
Cuz this rap game is lame,
Eb
Fm
it's like the arcade
Spendin' your little quarters,
playin' yourself
All you get is a high score, nothin' to show
for
Lighters on your face for a year, then it's
over for
Nigga never gave a fuck from the get -go
Db
Fm
Play a little game, reality is much better
With more cheddar to shred
on these hoes
C
Niggas are still wild to oppose
Fm
Nowadays, I smoke a
L just to keep them smokin' some niggas
Db
Sit that ass back, boy,
Fm
your check ain't no bigger
When the money talks,
the bullshit cease
Niggas is kinda quiet these days,
it's kinda peace
Eb
Only the wealthiest nig gas
Fm
talk the least about
Db
Fm
What they got in
But in the
US, it's all about the status these days
Upper class or no class
Cold cash or the gun blast on that ass
What you say, y the winners here?
Eb
Fm
Db
Once you in the clear, prove it
Fm
In a fair way, get the drop
on you like music
Engineers wasn't born with
a form of silverware
Near the dental care,
this the village where
They deal between two buildings here
I ain't playin',
Eb
Fm
sleep till you hibernatin'
Db
Or you finally wakin',
Fm
lyin' naked in the eye of
Satan
Verbally I'm a monster,
crushing skull bone structure
Once the comb touch,
the chrome foam plugged in
You gone in an instant,
the same way as my actions
Db
Fm
Before my knowledge is born,
my brain gets contractions
Is the ass with thoughts sharp
enough to rip your flesh?
Eb
You ain't smart enough,
Fm
partially rough as a barber cut
Get your armor, what?
We can draw after ten spaces
Db
Then blaze em out,
Fm
but I better fake em out like in the matrix
What you thinkin' bout em?
Raise your doubt, eclipse the sun
Description untangible,
C
Fm
is my pencil strong?
Yeah, we rockin' mics,
Eb
we doin' our thing
Db
Fm
It's beautiful, ain't nothin' but hits,
music is bangin'
It's
SV, we're showin' it,
we doin' it, dawg
We livin' it up, we givin' it all to you
It's
SV, spit like we blow till we blow
Stay on your toes,
you playin' like you never did, no
SV, definitely destiny that we grow
To be the ultimate
C
MC is unstoppable
Fm
Damn, it's like they pay
Speak what I speak, say what I say
Db
Fm
Quote what I wrote,
nine niggas dippin' it's coat
I'm reachin' for smoke,
thinkin' that it's better to know
It's better than me focus,
nine niggas makin' it dough
It's like everything we doin'
Eb
Fm
is the sign of the times
Db
They all in the face,
Fm
they tryin' to get us
Tappin' our lines, we riskin' our lives
Same niggas holdin' them knives
All in your mix,
waitin' for the second you slip
The minute you don't,
Eb
Fm
the next hour niggas will flip
Db
Fm
The ones that wanna see you ghost
The ones that hate you the most
Worst of all, they plottin'
on the day that you fall
We in the crawl, in your spot,
dawg, fuckin' you raw
Nah, not really, you don't want it for real
Three niggas in your car, planning your kill
Caps or pill, niggas don't
care if you swell
Niggas is real,
dare penetrate you and steal
Plottin' the mood, we prude,
Eb
we unstoppable
Fm
Db
Fm
We jog in cold air,
then breathe out the smoke
Bench pressin', workin' ab muscles
The jab knuckles in the back,
hard enough to lift the back
Doin' crunches,
diamond push -ups by the stomach
Db
Fm
Been throwin' medicine bars,
your records and all
Hear you talkin' in the back
like a cellular call
Db
It's regular, you're destined to fall,
C
Fm
I step on your bars
Fracture your toes,
the champion rolls both arms
Fm
African tone,
Africa's home
After the shackle of bones,
I cancel your flows
Everything you talk is dead,
C
Fm
like you chattin' with ghosts
Eb
With crystal balls, candles of smoke,
Fm
Db
I spit you all with a burst
Fm
As your physical limbs charge
the walls of the earth
I know you took a pause when you heard his
S .V.
C
Became stronger,
Fm
your brain altered, remain targets
Eb
Fm
To my miniature rockets,
Db
Fm
that enter your optics
If they came towards ya,
over a sick track
I drop the dosage, it's mega tight
This here shit be played
around claustrophobics
You feel like the wall's closin'
Db
Fm
And on em, checkmate, crummy king,
C
Fm
I drop a gem on em
Eb
Fm
C
Fm
Yeah
Aslam
O
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O
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Outro 1
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Fm
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Fm
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Fm
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