Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
G#m
Dm
G#m
Dm
D
G#m
C#m
G#m
D
C#m
G#m
C#m
Dm
C#m
G#m
Dm
D
C#m
Verse 1
G#m
Bars are sick,
I spit flem in the form of gems
D
Dm
Listen how I kiss it,
C#m
watch the storm begin
G#m
Harsh winds and never coming,
down pouring
D
Cats be faking jacks,
C#m
don't know what they're down for
Verse 2
G#m
The seven and a half combine
over the front line
Dm
The ten percenters, promoting
C#m
G#m
slander with the airtime
Bear in mind jewels be
the tools of the trade
D
Sharp veins,
Dm
C#m
D#
heavenly praise and dues are paid
Verse 3
G#m
They placed him on pedestals,
C#m
named him the hottest
Dm
A dawn with riches,
C#m
wo men and gold objects
G#m
They spoke confederate
and not to the people
D
Trying to numb off thought
C#m
like shots from a needle
Verse 4
G#m
I peep these cocksuckas, their ways
and actions
Dm
D
The center of attention,
C#m
G#m
the main attraction
If they were authentic,
you think the fame would trap 'em
Dm
Now cypher,
D
D#
they all up in the game just act ing
Verse 5
G#m
The worst thing for them
is when one does emerge
D
Who exposes that fake shit
C#m
and rattles their nerves
G#m
A lot of niggaz switch sides
'cause it's convenient
Dm
D
They fronting like they down for the
C#m
hood but they don't mean it
Verse 6
G#m
I seen it, suckas with their hidden
agendas
D
Turning their backs to the streets while
G#m
they're living in splendor
And this right here is no small topic
D
Trickery is in the air,
D#
G#m
so beware of the false prophets
Verse 7
Bars are sick, I spit flem in the form of gems
Dm
Listen how I kiss it,
C#m
watch the storm begin
G#m
Harsh winds, and never coming,
down pouring
D
Dm
Cats be faking jacks,
C#m
don't know what they're down for
Verse 8
G#m
The seven and a half combine,
over the front line
Dm
The ten percenters, promot
C#m
G#m
ing slander with the airtime
Bear in mind jewels be
the tools of the trade
D
Sharp veins,
C#m
D#
heavenly praise and dues are paid
Verse 9
G#m
As they laugh and smile,
and sip on their drinks
Dm
They disgust me,
D
C#m
they can get spit on an ink
G#m
C#m
I sit and I think how de
G#m
termined they make me
D
C#m
Demonic rap clowns from the
Verse 10
PJ's, they hate me
G#m
Greedy as hell,
always showing fake love
D
C#m
Scared of the real ones, even worse,
they fake thugs
G#m
Somebody gave 'em money and
a platform to kick it from
D
They speak real well,
C#m
D#
but I still don't get it, son
Verse 11
G#m
Eventually they doomed to fall
D
And they should get no space to breathe,
C#m
no room at all
G#m
From a long time ago up
to this very moment
D
They been twisting the truth,
C#m
now I'm their opponent
Verse 12
G#m
They take the people's trust
and misuse it for power
D
I'm 'bout to pull the plug
C#m
and refuse these cowards
G#m
An d this right here is no small topic
D
Trickery is in the air,
C#m
G#m
so beware of the false prophets
Verse 13
Bars are sick, I spit flem in the form of gems
Dm
Listen how I kiss it,
C#m
watch the storm begin
G#m
Harsh winds, and never coming,
down pouring
Dm
Cats be faking jacks,
C#m
don't know what they're down for
Verse 14
G#m
The seven and a half combine,
over the front line
D
Dm
The ten percenters, promoting
C#m
G#m
slander with the airtime
Bear in mind jewels be
the tools of the trade
D
C#m
Sharp veins, heavenly praise and dues are paid
Outro 1
G#m
C#m
D
C#m
G#m
D
C#m
D
C#m
G#m
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