Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Yo, B (just pass the blunt, man)
Dm
Am
Em
Turn your speakers up, money
Am
Dm
Am
Yo, God (yo, God?)
Yo
Yo, I got mad skills
Em
Am
Isn't that Money?
Verse 2
Am
Dm
New York, New York, big city of dreams
Em
And everything in New York
Am
ain't always what it seems
Dm
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
Am
Dm
Am
But I'm down by law,
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Verse 3
Am
Dm
It's the incredible, the lyrical
Am
Em
You can't be me like Niecey, to see
Am
me is gonna take a miracle
Dm
Am
I'm driving motherfuckers hysterical
With a touch of this twister,
stylistic mixture
What I create pulsates,
Dm
Em
there is no escape
Dm
Annihilate your mental mind
state (mind state)
Am
Dm
Dre labels my vocabulary
abusive (ah)
Am
C
Am
I packs more knowledge than Confucius,
I'm deadly
Induce you like Medusa,
Dm
with thoughts to share
Am
Em
Am
To niggas throughout this hemisphere,
far and near
Prepare, catch me chillin'
Dm
Am
like the winner
Up against the number one contender,
Em
Am
as I enter
'Cause I gets heated like friction
Dm
Motherfuck your whole
D
Em
jurisdiction
Am
React, this fact not fiction
Telepathic addiction,
to this homicidal recital
Dangerous and vital to all my rivals
Dm
Am
Suicidal, brainwaves conveys
Em
Am
Through the av erage
motherfucker's minds these days, uh
Dm
Am
I'm all ready to put work in
Dm
Am
C
Take ten steps then turn and
Am
Dm
shoot the first nigga smirking
Am
Dm
Give a fuck, what's your name
D
(name), what you claim (claim)
Em
Am
Or why you came, motherfucker
Don't explain
Dm
Simply, don't tempt me,
Am
'cause I'm simply
Leggin' hoes like simpty, the invincible
MC (who am I? Who am I?)
Dm
New York, New York, big city
Verse 4
of dreams
Am
Em
And everything in New York
Am
ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
Em
Dm
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Am
It's too much,
Dm
Am
Dm
I serve too many people
Am
And when I finish servin',
Dm
ain't gon' be no sequel
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
New York, New York, big city of dreams
Em
And everything in New York
Am
ain't always what it seems
Dm
You might get fooled if you
Am
come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
Em
Dm
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Am
It's too much,
I serve too many people
C
Am
And when I finish servin',
Em
Am
ain't gon' be no sequel
Verse 5
Am
Dm
Gimme a couple G's for every MC
Am
Em
I knocked to his knees
Am
Verbally useless, oh,
you got the juice? I squeeze you juiceless
The barbaric, versatile, you're no kin to me
So how the fuck you inherit
my style? (Nigga)
Dm
Now, out the clear blue sky, I can't deny
Em
Am
Dm
Not a day goes by, don't get high,
Am
don't ask why (why, oh why?)
Tonight's the night for me
to rip microphones
Em
Am
Into bits and pieces, lyrical telekinesis
Dm
Gets me into verbally vin dictive
Am
Em
Violent vocabulary
Am
vibes to existence
Catch me in the pitch- black path
Dm
Am
I sit and let the sick thoughts
pass through my mental
'Til I hear an instrumental
Dm
Then detrimental verbals get to spittin'
Em
The highest in intellect,
Am
try connectin' with the written
Dm
Am
Now they faced with the forbidden,
Dm
vocally chosen
Am
C
Am
To explore new terrain, then remain unseen,
throughout the war
Dips like a low- low,
Dm
Am
with my verbal four- four
Em
Am
The cocoa complexion MC
with the slow flow
Dm
Am
Dm
For sure, I takes it to you from the door
Am
Motherfucker,
mentally I go hardcore (you know)
Dm
I disconnect ya, Kurupter, MC
Em
Am
To vocally void your whole molecu
Dm
Am
lar structure
Catastrophic,
Dm
Am
mystic as Mxyzptlk
Hittin' MCs like pits the deadliest lyricist
Verse 6
Am
Dm
Am
New York, New York, big city of dreams
Em
And everything in New York
Am
ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
But I'm down by law, and I'm
from Tha Dogg Pound
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
E
Am
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Dm
Am
It's too much, I serve too many people
And when I finish servin',
Em
Am
ain't gon' be no sequel
New York, New York,
Dm
Am
Dm
big city of dreams
Am
Em
And everything in New York
Am
ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you
come from outta town
But I'm down by law,
and I'm from Tha Dogg Pound
Dm
Too much, I serve too many people,
D
Em
E
too much, uh- huh, huh, huh
Am
Dm
It's too much, I serve too many people
Am
And when I finish servin',
E
Am
E
ain't gon' be no sequel
Verse 7
Am
We live (we live, we live)
Em
Am
Am
The night, I serve two thou
Am
sand MCs (baby)
Am
Am
We live (baby)
'Cause can't none
Am
fuck with the D- P- Gs
We live (baby)
Em
It was the night,
Dm
Am
I serve two thousand MCs (baby)
Live (baby)
Am
None can fuck with the DPGs
A- B- C- D- P- G- C, baby (baby), baby
A- B- C- D- P- G- C,
E
Em
Am
baby (baby), baby (baby)
Verse 8
At day, I bust rhymes and recite
In ways that make MCs stop
in daylight
I'm the deadliest MC you wanna see
Am
on the streets
Invincibility is what makes me complete,
compete? (Baby)
Nah, you can't even fade me
I fuck you, your mama,
your auntie, and your lady
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