Tonalidad: G minor
Verse 1
Em
F
Yeah, I'm thinkin'
Em
I might break it up,
D
you know, put a hook up in there,
Em
but, yeah, these fools better hope I break it up, man,
they gon', they gon' need a hook
D
just to breathe after the verses,
E
Em
but check this out right here.
F
I said it's interesting how y
D
Em
question my style of rap,
D
an d equate it to my walk
Em
like it has to do with that.
And you be thinkin' that,
that I should write more like
other dudes,
D
Em
but what you don't know is,
I probably wrote they junk too.
And you talkin' bout fellowship
F
Em
with those with different thoughts,
D
Em
but that's supposed to be the reason why we came,
I thought.
F
And you caught up in yourself
D
Em
and you thinkin' that you know it all
D
Em
And when cats trip an d fall,
man, who you think they gon' call?
Not you, because you steady
dissin' they revelation
D
Em
Just because they didn't get the same interpretation,
dog
You mistaken and you fakin'
D
if you think it's not directed at you
Em
I been let you slide for years,
but now I got you
D
And ask you, what makes you think
that y 'all above us?
Just because some cats up
Em
in the church,
man, they don't love us
You busters, while you was rappin'
D
for Christians at Cornerstone
Em
Me and Dax was bussin' for ten
cats in trailer home parks
F
D
Sparking raps on karaoke machines
Restyling bout Christ the King
Em
an d what salvation bring
See we took different route
than y 'all
D
but it's not about the call
Em
It's about the fallen souls
that didn't hit the altar y 'all
You started with a Christian record deal
D
Em
Man we started in DTM's garage
E
paying for our own reel to reels
Em
E
Nah strike that,
D
cause we was on 4 track cassettes
while you was crying
Em
Cause your writer wasn't correct
before mic check Dawg
you might get daps
D
from Christian kids who think you rock
But to me, man that makes you
Em
no different
than DC Talk
You can squawk all you want
E
D
about how battle rappers ain't right
And I can talk blue in the face
Em
about how you just ain't tight
And you ain't, use a fake sound
D
heard in the background
Em
While I'm on front line throwing punchlines,
you tend to back down
E
I cuts no slack, Jack,
D
while you smile up in my face
Em
I've been knowing you ain't like me,
but I wouldn't plead my case
F
Because, man, you don't matter,
D
you's different, you's not the same as me
You shoot and miss all day
Em
without the same aim as me
And you talking about you don't battle,
D
man, it's sounding like a cop -out
Em
Or is it really cause in a rhyme fight
you tend to get knocked out?
Man, how you don't battle anyways,
E
man, I don't understand
D
Em
That's a huge part of hip -hop,
if not, you just a boy band
You toys, man,
D
and you ain't really a MC without that
Em
It's like playing baseball
and not even picking up a bat
F
Man, think about that, if you disagree,
D
then try something different
Rap ain't your thing,
Em
but if you don't,
well, you can bring it
But from what I heard, man,
D
you just might get served
Any circle, any time, any word,
Em
I'll rip your rhyme
But if you ain't up for all of that,
D
well, well, I believe it
Em
But this whole disrespect
and tunnel rats thing,
D
Em
you need to leave it alone
E
Man, just like the game left
D
you a long time ago
Em
And these kids tell you you
wack now
cause we had to let em know
Man, they know that rap
F
pers who claim price
D
ain't supposed to be weak
Em
You old time gospel rappers
E
D
don't even need to speak
Em
No more, so play on with your
D
small minded ways
Before I'm finding weeks and months
Em
and hours and days
To let your listeners know the truth
F
Dm
that y 'all is frauds
D
Em
Man, no matter how you spin it,
you still can't get with ours
So don't try dissing my beliefs
D
cause I know that why you spite me
Em
Is still for the reason
that you simply can't outwrite me
I know you don't like me
F
D
and just cause you in peace is tight
Don't speak my name
Em
like we the same
cause me and you ain't right
You steal money from church kids
D
who thinkin' you real deal
And talk yang bout what I bring
E
Em
but knowin' you can
't hang up in the streets
D
And up in the hoods and in open mics
Em
You play the background all night
while TR's be reppin' Christ
In front of kids
E
who ain't never heard it
D
quite like we bring it
And wouldn't get it from you
Em
cause you busy talkin' bout how I swing it
I'm kingin' these rap idols
D
who ain't bringin' it like I do
F
And tellin' everybody I know
Em
that they shouldn't buy you
Cause every time you grab the mic
D
you set us back a decade
Em
E
And every time you talk about TR's
Em
you tend to get played
I thought you might have
F
learned your lesson,
D
guessing I was wrong
I suppose that's why
Em
you still around
E
and though you need be gone
Em
The reason why we sing these songs
D
is not to say I'm bombed
But to let folk know I'm still in charge
E
Em
so y 'all can stay calm
F
Yeah, we gon' keep it like that then,
D
Raph
One verse all the way through,
Em
man, no hooks
Em
You got a scratchy voice
and everything, man, it's crazy
D
But it's alright though man,
I've been wanting to get that
Em
off for years.
D
That's about it homie.
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Em
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