Pharcyde accords par
The Pharcyde
The Pharcyde

N/A7 vues
Tonalité : Gb major
Intro 1
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"None of that's
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true"
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We do it not you
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That' why I got you
Stuck on
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To my style like glue!
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The crew
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Definitely is back again
But I'm back to win
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So just tell a friend
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That I'm still
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Twisting and bending
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Minds and rhymes until the very end
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With the rhymes
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And the loops
Stomping out wack troops
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In my big black boots
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Collecting respect and the loot!
From the way I grab the microphone
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And execute, "iahp's" think
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I'm cute
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(Say what?) Yo man, I
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pay them no
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Attention I stay deep into
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The cut cause I leave the
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Tricks alone cause my name
Is not David Copper- Filled
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Pockets, never net a man
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Who don't hate it
So let it be stated
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Niggas couldn't fade it with an
Edit
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And Xerox M.C.'s
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Are pathetic, they tryin' to
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Duplicate but their comin'
Out synthetic
The name is Bootie Brown
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and phony M.C.'s forget it
Verse 3
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Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and
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Slimkid Tre
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Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
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We do it this way
Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
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Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
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We do it this way
Verse 4
I step toward the MIC grinnin'
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The lyrical imperial award winnin'
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Rhymes like a bal
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loon that got a pin in it
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Because my shit be poppin'
Like gin and juice I seduce these
iahps to get loose
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When I'm droppin' these
rhymes on drums
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Like my nigga Def Jef
My style is more unknown than
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what happens after death
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I come fresh like your breath
after your brush
Wack MC's like that or
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ange soda got crushed
Verse 5
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Well it's apparent that many
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Are so transparent you
Can't believe ya eyes when
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Ya starin it's ghostly and
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Mostly the wise who
Yeah they just run these games
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Before ya eyes to tell you
Lies framed in gold glitter
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For many moons I've been
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a go getter
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took miles of manure from the
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purest bullshitters
Now them muthafuckas ain't
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wit us to get us
M- walk shake the cut through their
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neuro- transmitter
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Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
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Imani Bootie Brown
Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
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We do it this way
Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown
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Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
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Imani Bootie Brown
Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
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We do it this way
Verse 7
You must respect me
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Because I come directly from my internal
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While my eternal
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Infernos steadily towering
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And over- powering
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All sour sounding wishin'
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wishy- washy
Competition
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Definitely wack and lackin'
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And stable ammunition
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Change ya mission
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Men and listen
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My way your salutations
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Get no validations
Just rejections and ejections
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Outta my Hitachi
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Come on
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and taste the real
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Step on inside and confide
In the feel I reside
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By steel waters just a gear
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On the wheel no fear on
The steel just a son
of Jiva
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Who won't leave my field
Outro 1
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