Tonalité : E major
Verse 1
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Em
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Word, YEAH'! So we sing
Verse 2
Em
Me don't- wan'- me
don't- wan'- me
Don't- wan'- me don't-
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wan' no whack deejay uh
G
Me don't- wan'- me
don't- wan'- me
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Don't- wan'- me don't-
wan' no whack deejay uh
Em
Me don't like what they play
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Me don't like what they say
G
Me don't- wan'- me
don't- wan'- me
Don't- wan'- me don't-
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wan' no whack deejay uh
Verse 3
Em
F#m
New flow, new style, comin in BOOM BAP
G
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Who now wanna throw down,
the crew's wild
Em
One flow - you go,
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two flows - you outta here
G
We pros, three flows
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Buck through your outer gear
Em
F#m
Let's raise the fahrenheit on these
DJ's we don't like
G
You know who I'm talkin about
A
Yo they might come on tonight
Em
They never hype, never tight
F#m
G
That's not polite
A
Am I lyin? No you're quit right
Em
So tonight, I be statin facts
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Most DJ's are whack
G
they be holdin back
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They NBA - Never Broke a Act
Em
F#m
Yo I'm hopin that, new DJ's open rap
Bring the focus back
G
And take the crates from these fakes to
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The lake and throw 'em OVER that
Em
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We lead 'em to freedom or
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Poetically beat 'em up
G
In conventions like meet
'em, see them
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We plan to eat 'em up
Em
F#m
I'm bein MC'in seein and agreein
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That this here cut
G
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DEFINITELY will hit them up,
Interlude 1
so we sing
Em
F#m
G
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Em
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F#m
G
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Verse 4
Em
I SCREAM on these rappers
F#m
Like directors do actors
G
Hang with computer hackers on
A
Farms and ride tractors
Em
F#m
Thug spelled backwards is GUT,
drop the H
G
If you ain't got guts and
A
You callin yourself a thug, you a fake!
Em
Not just the guts to bust
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A
off 44 calibre
G
Cause mad thugs turn bitch when
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You show that ass algebra
Em
F#m
It's like the vexed look, the sex look
G
The checks look, cause brothers be
A
Scared of that textbook!
Em
You best look elsewhere
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Knowledge of self here
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Never no welfare,
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Em
echinicea for health care
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Outrappin 'em, slappin 'em, ghetto
G
Scholar like Pun, joey Crack and them
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On spraypaint we put fat
Em
caps on 'em (WORD)
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Up in the yard, we go to hittin it harder
G
Then return to reprieve as
A
Mild mannered Kris Parker
Em
F#m
The exec, signin on checks,
approvin budgets
G
A
But if you want it, meet me at any club
We can THUG IT
Em
A
F#m
G
Verse 5
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Em
F#m
G
NORE
A
Em
goes "WHAT WHAT,
F#m
" Cube goes "YEH- YEAH!"
G
Jamaicans go "BUCK BUCK
A
" MC Eiht goes "GYEAH'!"
Em
F#m
Master P goes "UNGHHH
" Busta RHymes goes
G
"YAH YAH"
A
KRS- One goes
"WOOP WOOP" like cop cars
Em
Cause I pull over pop stars
F#m
And arrest they guitars
G
And sentence them to the turntables
A
Cuttin on 8 bars
Em
Shakin 'em up, rippin 'em down
F#m
Brother whattup? Gimme a pound
G
You diggin the sound I'm bringin
A
Around, shakin the ground, never a clown
Em
You know that you buggin
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G
But you also know that you love it
A
Somethin new and bumpin
others be frontin
Em
They can't even think about
F#m
G
New flows and techniques
They speak when the check speaks
A
Em
F#m
But KRS- One is direct heat
Outro 1
YES!
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