Tonalité : A major•
Verse 1
A
Los
Angeles,
California
D
It's your last show,
Bm
man, your last show
A
No more, no more, no more,
no more, no more, no more
Bm
Last show, yeah
A
No more suckers, and no more fickers, and no more suckers,
Bm
and no more fickers, and no more, yo
Check it
A
I got front row tickets to the
fuck you up show
Up so close I could say
what up though
D
Dressed to impress and
my hair was cut low
But I shoulda gave the tickets away
A
First of all I like to say beyond
the shadow of a
DZ
Rapping is fun but battling ain't easy
D
But babbling is easy so
it's follow the leader but
Not if you hot and you movin'
at the speed of light
Bm
I ride and kick that shit that
A
blows them off the meter
Well I guess I get to kickin'
away
Broadcastin' live from a place
where you never been
Where we never been,
a break over the break now
D
All in together,
involved with the underdog
Forever in debt with
the powers that create
A
One man walkin' landmine talkin' shit
Like I own this part of this square
D
Rappers better run for the hills
Cause they gon' get killed
As I move through the water and the air
A
Yeah, the world is definitely
a playground
ground trapped in the
battlefield fighting for rank
shit you gotta try to score
when it's all out war
on the poor and the money in the
Bm
A
bank think it ain't
last show
Bm
A
Bm
yeah no more suckers and no more fakers
A
Bm
A
and no more biters and no more tickers
D
and no more stickers and no
more suckers last show
A
last show no more suckers
and no more biters
And no more tickers, and no more flickers
Bm
And no more stickers, and no more
D
Bm
A
Last show, last show I got front row
tickets to the beat you down show
Up so close I could say
what up though
Dressed to impress and my
hair was cut low
Bm
But I shoulda gave the tickets away, away
A
First of all I like this heavy
on the shadow of a
DZ
Rapping is fun but battling ain't easy
But babbling is easy so
it's follow the leader
But not if you hot and you
Bm
moving at the speed of
A
Light I ride and kick that shit that
blows I'm off the meter
Well I guess I get to kickin' away
Not to be confused with that
booze type steelo
Or the crews on that cruise
ship about to be torpedoed
D
Smoke fog, haze, mist clouds your sight
Smoke drank dope, this cloud's your fight
A
All time stand still while I'm
about to recite
Well I guess I just take it reciting away
D
Take a guess, and make it your best
It's a sound investment when you
make your assessment
A
It's no contestment,
it's no demand
Don't worry about anything,
you in good hands
D
Front row tickets to the
Fuck
You
Up show
Up so close, I can say what up though
A
Dressed to impress and my
hair was cut low
But I should've gave the tickets away
This is a live show,
Bm
this is a live show ladies and gentlemen
A
This a live show
You could say I'm sort of the boss,
so get lost
Live, live, live, live, live show
Yeah, yeah, no more fingers
No more snickers
No more tickers
No more biters, no more
All this can be made into
a work of great art
I'm proud to be a part
of what they call artistic
You thought it would be easy
when you first enlisted
Bb
A
They had an encore but I
think that I missed it
Bb
A
They wanted me to watch
it but I had to resist it
Once in a lifetime,
forever when you gone
Cutting your lifeline, right from the mic line
The floor was packed,
the balcony was filled up
To watch you get killed up,
the record was wheeled up
D
Let's hear it!
A
D
First of all,
I like to stay beyond the shadow of a
DZ
Rappin' is fun, but battlin' ain't easy
A
But babblin' is easy,
so it's follow the leader
But not if you hot and you
Bm
A
movin' at the speed of
Bb
Light a ride and kick the shit that
D
blows him off the meter
Outro 1
Well, I guess I get to kickin' away
A
Bm
A
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