Tonalité : C major
Verse 1
A
Bb
A
F
Listen, just hit it with
Bb
your fucking shit.
A
It's just a fucking spider.
Am
F
Bb
A
Am
How hard is it to kill a spider?
F
Bb
A
Am
Fine, I'll do it.
A
Dm
Rappers want to go model,
A
F
trying to be flying on the runway
Bb
A
When all their rhyme spray
Eb
pertains to gunplay.
Bb
What a contrast,
A
Bbm
but when it comes to hip -hop, you're
A
Living on a plane,
Dm
A
Dm
A
similar to big bop pers.
E
Dm
My plane is existential,
fans are still wistful
Ebm
E
Dm
For back in the days,
C#m
Dm
C#
but I run with vagueness by the fistful.
Ebm
E
Dm
And no, we're not loitering,
we are disorderly
Ebm
E
Dm
Make beats and kick clowns,
but most importantly
F
B
A
I'll spit this like it's my last day,
cause it might be
I might leave this roof
Dm
and get hit by a truck
A
I'm off halfway, I like C
I'm slightly sick, but mostly hype
Bb
A
We spoke to Kali, talked to Al
The boys might smoke to 90s
Folks are life -living, I'm strife -giving
Bb
A
On knife -shivin' motherfuckers
near Northlands
Bb
Up by the hard tracks, singin' floor caps
A
Ab
With Cormorant, help restore rap
Bb
A
But too many feel they don't wanna test
Like Rorschach,
I can't work day -to -day
Dm
A
The limit's caught me
in the lunch line
Dm
A
That's why my show's last longer
than a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
Bb
Dm
A
Dm
I rap it to the next bar
A
F
like a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
Bb
A
But I make no sense
like a Talib -Kul -Eid punchline
Bb
E
Dm
Cause they don't pay drunks
A
that they ownin' the ticket
F
Dm
A
I started to rip it at O 'Byrne's
after talkin' to chickens
Bb
A
The men were rook
ie birdcatchers
so they got it in hand
Bb
A
Fuck your girlfriend, man,
quit doubtin' your man
Bb
A
At your show, you're on stage,
you're playin' with your crew
Bb
A
While I poach it up, sip with Estella,
thinkin' of lines for you
Bb
These local rappers
A
ain't shit to me, I spit serendipity
Bb
A
Flippin' a ditch and I'm Joe
with Beats like Dudipity
Who's dissing me?
Bb
Crews get to be too finicky
A
Criminally fuming them,
F
choose to use mimicry
Bb
A
G#
Bb
I bet it hurts you to see me on top
A
Jumping on chairs like Roberto Benigni
E
Life is beautiful,
D
Dm
especially when you dis
cern the average
E
Em
And get above it
Dm
A
by flipping samples
Dm
A
like a dirty mattress
Dm
Ebm
E
D
I con vey and use talent,
Dm
display the true balance
Ebm
Who's calyx?
E
Dm
A
Is it a kid in the Navy?
C#m
New Balance?
Dm
Ebm
E
Dm
You might be telling some things
to elegant thinkers
Eb
Ebm
E
Until I run your house
Dm
and take in jewels like Zelda's Link
Ebm
E
Dm
But it looks like y 'all fucked up
Yes, y 'all fucked up
Eb
Dm
Stumbled up and downstairs,
A
Dm
apparently they run amok
C#m
Dm
E
A
Pumps jump up, it's a dark star,
these car parkers
Better buckle up for the
Dm
A
kid with the black Pumas
And the thrift store button up
Dm
Knuckle fucks, I chuckle at them
G#
Dm
Buckin' up, business on end
A
Staked out rust on thoughts
like I'm crushin' the endless
To this broken Copenhagen,
meanin' I didn't mark a target
Leavin' progress dark,
Dm
it's been sharp dark
A
To this dark darkness,
Dm
harkin' back to the days
Now this isn't a rerun
A
I'm chillin' in a dorm,
Ab
Bb
steady drinkin' Capri Sun s
C
Em
See, you know, that wasn't so hard
Dm
C
See, that's how you kill a spider
You
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