Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
Abm
The brutal styles and relentless wordplay you
have experienced in this manifesto
will forever be imprinted
into your psyche.
His words will live in the back of your head.
Interlude 1
Like a fuckin parasite
Abm
Bb
Abm
Verse 2
Abm
its time to meet da menace,
Ebm
a criminal defendant
Abm
cuz wen this track is finished ima need a life sentence dabblin in vengeance,
Ebm
i've had it with pre tendin
Bb
Abm
now ima need a pension and a palace that's tremendous don't try and mend this,
Ebm
i think he gone gonzo
Abm
gimme a tank and a cheeky
freak blonde hoe
hard to speak with my dick
up in her tonsil
when i'm gone she gone need some
palo santo
deflecting bullets like
Ebm
i'm made of titanium
hit ya damn cranium,
Abm
knock ya out da stadium
swollen eyes like he hittin
a serrated blunt
Bb
number one hated one,
Abm
nuclear uranium
awfully blunted got a bone
to pick with life itself
so far gone i feel like hangin myself
i think it's aimless to help,
it's like i'm under a spell
tha underground overlord,
come n take em to hell
ignoring the fakes,
Ebm
yall got horrible taste
my pockets so fat they gettin
Abm
orbital traits
dis playa raising the stakes,
he burnin faces like mace
Bb
and sending jaws into space yo,
Abm
i keep my shit laced
Verse 3
Abm
when i come around bitches turn around
dey hear da sound n they
Abm
look me up n down
when it come to da fellas,
i don't know what to tell ya
Bb
so all i'm gonna say is that
Abm
i don't fuck around
ya keep runnin dat mouth,
that's anotha round
Ebm
pound fo' pound,
Abm
ima puttem in da ground
ya comin with dat fuck shit,
i'm blowin up the function
got nothin else to say bitch,
i don't fuck around
Ebm
Verse 4
Abm
Bb
Abm
never believe da malevolent force
rippin the head off a corpse
i told em not to press me, its
a dangerous sport
i'm full of rage of a sort,
Ebm
because i hate you of course
Abm
too many birds a flockin like i'm fuckin Fishermans Wharf ayo enough with the pitch,
i got somethin to itch
Ebm
Abm
and dis Cialis means i'll fuck
it if it look like a bitch
Ebm
Abm
i' m slashin both of ya wrists,
come back n open the stitch
i never miss,
comin atcha with da wickedest fist
its the one you can't run from
my style so dumb dumb, col
Ebm
lecting a lump sum
Abm
plat
Eb
Abm
steerin the chariot, citizens staring
Ebm
Abm
he known as the scariest cat
a mack fo' a fact,
you ain't ready fo' dat
Ebm
he windin it back just to tackle a rat
Abm
and all that remains is the
Eb
mangled remains of yo cap
Abm
i'm takin yo brain never givin it back
Verse 5
lil bitch
Abm
when i come around bitches
turn around
dey hear da sound n they
Abm
look me up n down
when it come to da fellas,
i don't know what to tell ya
Bb
so all i'm gonna say is that i
Abm
don't fuck around
ya keep runnin dat mouth,
that's anotha round
Ebm
pound fo' pound,
Abm
ima puttem in da ground
ya comin with dat fuck shit,
i'm blowin up the function
got nothin else to say bitch,
i don't fuck around"
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