Tonalité : C# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
F#m
Em
Aiyyo Son (yo) aiyyo come downstairs
Cm
Son (what?)
Asshole, asshole, asshole!
Abm
F#m
There's like six bitch- ass niggaz on
Em
the corner Son
D
Dm
Cm
(Aiyyo word?) These niggaz is rappin,
Abm
kickin raps n shit
F#m
Em
Can't tell these niggaz they ain't hype
D
Dm
They punk smoove bullshit,
Cm
just meet me downstairs Son
Abm
I'ma set it on these niggaz Son
F#m
Yo I'ma be right there man,
I'm gettin dressed now
Em
These niggaz have no idea Son,
Dm
Cm
check it check it
Verse 2
Cm
And one time for your mind,
F#m
Em
one time for the snitch droppin dime
Dm
Me don't wanna hear you whine when
Cm
my nine's to your spine
Abm
F#m
Glock diss, Rocky, Mountain,
Em
Dm
energy's from my
Cm
Fountain of youth runnin through
my brain pounded
F#m
So don't be found in my clutches
Em
If you don't who Sparsky is,
Dm
Cm
then you don't know who Dutch is
Don't get snuffed kid,
Abm
we cause ruckus
F#m
Em
And rock mad domes while we at
Dm
it who's the first up
Cm
To see blackness like the universe
Verse 3
Abm
F#m
Fuck that, niggaz better
Em
start runnin for shelter
Dm
C#
Live and direct with a nine tenth that's
Cm
Abm
that nigga from Heltah Skeltah
G
Word em up I murder ducks who never
Em
heard of Ruck plus
D
My mind ills on rhyme skills with
Cm
Abm
the nine that I buck (blahhh)
F#m
Girls de mand me,
Em
mad bitches I slam the
Dm
Cm
Microphone you hand me till the judge
remand me (what)
F#m
Can we, get along like Rodney,
Em
and Rock please
Dm
Put these niggaz in they proper
Cm
place cause you cocky
Verse 4
Abm
F#m
I, be the drama bringer
Em
wringer of a niggaz neck
D
Dm
Wrecker of a set I buck shot
Cm
s with a steel tec
Abm
F#m
Wussy, where's all them suckers talkin
Em
Dm
tracks bout they RnRin
Cm
(They heard us comin and turned to track stars,
G
check it)
F#m
Em
I be, never sloppy, I be ROTC
Dm
I rock heads from Bedrock
Cm
to Yugoslav- ia
Em
Robbin you and your crew
F#m
Em
blind yeah we do crimes
D
Find that Absolut's fine,
Cm
or in to behind
Abm
Now you whine,
F#m
Em
but yo stop the blood clot cryin
Dm
Like Screwface, I in the mood
Cm
Abm
to bash your eyes in
F#m
Devils does know who I am,
Em
madman from Heltah Skeltah
Dm
Cm
Mr. Flipster, ROCK, Grandson of Sam
Verse 5
Cm
Abm
F#m
As the World Turns in my search
Em
for tomorrow
F#m
D
Cm
I seek the God in life, for some insight
G
F#m
Freaky like a golden shower
Em
when my golden bowels
D
Hit instrumentals get influen
Cm
tial like Colin Powell, now
G
Em
Fuck the world, stick my dick in the dirt
D
Pull tunes on spooks who
Cm
claim I ain't cool like Levert
G
Ex pert when I network my
Em
lyrics like a rebel
Dm
Vexed cause the devil never
Cm
take me to that next level
Abm
F#m
It's never humble in
Em
asphault jungles
Dm
When you slang rocks and Ricans
Cm
in back deal with bundles
Abm
Some may wonder,
F#m
Em
the evil these two men do, torment you
D
Cm
Lyrical landlord, your fuckin rent due
Verse 6
Cm
Em
Clans, posses, crews and kliks
Dm
All y'all bitch niggaz can
Cm
G
suck my dick
Em
Kliks, posses, crews and clans
C#
Can't none of y'all niggaz fuck
Cm
with me and my man
Verse 7
F#m
Aiyyo, one's for the, shots I pop
Em
Dm
Two's for the anti- real snakes
Cm
I fought and dropped
Abm
G
Three's for the irrational Ruck, bitch!
Em
Dm
I be Rock and the four's for hip- hop
Cm
cause with this shit we rip shop
Abm
F#m
Em
Ask me how foul I am,
D
mannn you know damn well
Dm
Cm
It was me that hit your bitch
up in my man's van
Abm
F#m
Too plexed your grand- pops
then like corn I pop shit
Em
Dm
You can't flush,
Cm
fuckin with us you're smacked with hock spit
Abm
F#m
Who dare square with Rock
Em
me I break you
Dm
Cm
Tree times worse dan a
G
bumba claat earthquake do
F#m
Heltah Skeltah is hectic
Em
hit the deck then step
Dm
Cm
If you wanna hear your neck click
See this center,
F#m
Em
but really play no basketball
D
Dm
I do my shootin with
Cm
a motherfuckin mac you fall
Abm
Em
To the floor, OGC hit up everything
that come through the door
Dm
Cm
Recognize Heltah Skeltah mean
war
Verse 8
Abm
G
So what's the reason for the treason,
Em
punk you wanna die
Dm
My mind crucify those
Cm
who try to defy
Abm
G
Em
God cipher devine drop bombs on the blind
D
In the mood to get rude with the lyrics
Cm
Abm
instead of my nine (hah)
Now I (what) want a nigga
F#m
Em
to come with hand skills
Dm
Cm
Man chill, might end up in a landfill
Abm
F#m
Stand still, nigga you know
Em
the position
Dm
Glocks clickin from niggaz who
Cm
ain't got pots to piss in
F#m
Plus I get hyped when my mic
Em
strikes windpipes
Dm
Cm
Me and Rock is this tight (there'll never
be no fist fights)
F#m
You're lip punks when my fifth
Em
smokes the rich folks
Who sniff coke,
Dm
Cm
now your bitch broke ain't no misquote
G
Em
I just spoke, wicked ways with
words of wisdom
D
Dm
Cm
Like Cyclops I spot fly shot
s with ill vision
Dm
F#m
Em
Similar to none Son so it fuckin seem
D
Dm
Cm
Savages get sewn the fuck up with shots to they spleen
Outro 1
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Em
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