Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
E
All the swingin' young hip
Bm
brothers dig me
F#m
E
I'm their symbol, I'm real
Bm
F#m
With me they can relate and associate
F#
You see, I came from those
same shabby shacks
Bm
F#
With those same funky rags
F#m
on my back
Bm
But growin' up in a world of dog -eat -dog,
learned
That the dirtiest dog got the bone
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Right on
F#
Bm
Meaning not the dog with the
E
loudest bark
Bm
F#m
But the dog with the coldest heart
Bm
E
Coldest heart I became the North Pole
Bm
F#m
Bm
E
Am
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Uh, yeah, good time I sit
Bm
in my four corners
What? Four corners, four floors
Some raw, raw, off the floor
Like you're never thrown down
What's that?
That I be this lyrical, miracle,
typical, spiritual nigga who
What? These people are turning,
don't listen to
Uh -huh
Till I listen to him,
realize it's pitiful, despicable, original
Had to get a visual, it was printed, what?
For the man to get these fans
Am
to just scream down his neck
Like he was standing next to Mystical
Bm
Before this rapping book,
looking through my rapping book
I was rapping, clapping,
looking for a cap to just
E
Bm
I ain't have to rap about
how much crack I push
Been dealing with Peter Pan
way before Captain Hook
Em
Bm
Dust on the boat,
even had the captain hook
This nigga platter -puss,
he won't move a pack
He shook, movin' back, he shook
Am
I done slapped some crooks,
I left em' like eff em'
For givin' me some nasty looks,
Bm
I run with twelve goons
From midnight to twelve noon,
then let that twelve boom
Leave you with a shell wound,
I end up in that jail tune
I have a chick bringin' me balloons
like she wantin' me to get well soon
That's that coca -coca, cho -cha -ho -da -ho,
I'm so -so
Rollercoaster, Vida Vida, Loka Loka
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Smoker, Smoker,
Smoker, Smoker,
Am
Blow the stopper
The more I throw a chick chain,
Bm
the more I'm Oprah Clown, I duds,
bring around the drugs
A brick a pound of duds,
that'll get the town to love
That's why I bling around in studs
Black diamonds make my bezel
look like the ring around your tub
I get the whole sweater,
all sick off the fifth and the fourth letter
Em
Homie, I'm an off -setter,
Bm
F the board cheddar
Trick, I'm the man,
Am
let I get in your pants
Em
Quicker than a cross -dresser
Bm
Get out of here now
It's over, man
Can't you see it's over?
Em
Bm
Get out of here, scram
Bm
I got this shit on lock, man
Outro 1
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