Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
G
Never never never
Yeah, you know. There's some
things you'll never be
Some things you'll never see
Em
G
You understand me mane?
Kurupt Young Gotti, MURS.
Listen
Em
D#
Forever man You'll never be better than
Verse 2
MURS and 9th Wonder
Wanna welcome you to Neverland
Em
He press play and my imagina
D#
tion run wild on your best day
Em
Am
You only got one style
D#
Em
We multi- task, we multi- faceted
D#
You soak up my style then
Am
you try to repackage it
G
Em
We mastered this, no rookie
mistakes here
D#
Em
Something like a mixture between
E
Tookie and Shakespeare
Classic composition man
Em
F
we killin' compositions
E
Catalog consistent,
it's compellin' you to listen
True poetry,
Em
F
we do it how it's supposed to be
Cause right before I write it I imagine
you quotin' me
Verse 3
F
Tabernacle, pterodactyl, apple kush plants
Medical shops,
I go and sample kush plants
Em
I'm the first, the worst to verse ocean
F
E
Em
Water vibe, vibrant, verse surfin'
Little mama
E
Em
D#
No drama
Osama
Obama
F
She said I'm a
Do it to her proper
D#
F
She ain't never lie
Em
F
D#
Come and bring it to your poppa
F
I movie roles,
Am
F
D#
baby I'm up for Oscars
Am
Kick the game like football and soccer
F
Lames get maimed,
Em
D#
perpetrators get penetrated
Em
E
I cock it, I pop it, don't knock it so stop it
F
I got it I lock it, rocket, copped oxes
E
For real
F
I got that NATO appeal
E
Too much game
Too much skill
F
I'm smashin'
Am
E
If Snoop won't fuck Kim
F
Kardashian I will off of film
Em
Feelin' myself cause this is how I feel
F
I'm too real
I'm too trill
And y'all never (never)
E
Em
G
Seen a guy like me
Em
F
D#
Or anybody fly like me
F
D#
I Ray J hoes, don't say no more
Em
Video tape 'em but stay behind
D#
the camera with doe
Em
I gotta let you know
Am
Em
That y'all never, never
D#
F
Am
Em
"Never"
Verse 4
Em
She said, "Come over here with me."
I said, "Bitch,
D#
Em
E
I'm camera shy." Ha ha.
Em
We shut it down West coast king shit
Verse 5
F
E
California swagger supreme
F
I mean this
E
Chuck and Dickie's you
Em
can't fuck with me
E
F
We got the best weed
E
Am
Half a zip a buck fifty
E
I'm makin' money, havin' fun,
doin' great shit
It's MURS and Kurupt,
Em
F
motherfucker could you hate this?
I'm Dodgered out,
Em
F
we rock the house
Smokin' on the front porch at my
Em
G
mama's house (let me hit that)
Em
Come see me, we take life easy
D#
Em
The homie, fresh out,
D#
said he seen me on T- V
That's what I do it for
E
D#
This is for you and yours
Em
We do it for the love
What the fuck you mak
Am
D#
Em
in' music for?
Verse 6
Em
What you do it for?
F
Am
Em
What you makin' music for? Huh?
D#
Em
E
Am
E
Cause you could never ever ever ever
Em
E
Be nothin' like this.
Em
E
We don't sip on Cris
This indo blowin' mane ya dig?
Kush or nothing. Ya bitch!
G
Never. Aye MURS. I'm gonna see you at the festival mane
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