Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
Em
Am
Oh, oh, shit,
Em
J .Ru, what's up, yo?
G
Am
Ay, yo, check this out,
Em
G
I just ran into this captain the other night
Am
Talkin' about
Em
J .Ru, the damager fell off
G
Am
Talkin' about
Em
J .Ru, the damager's old school
G
Said,
Am
J .Ru, the damager, swear he nice
G
Am
I said, yo,
the brother don't swear he nice
G
Am
The brother knows he's nice
Em
The brother got heat, the brother got fire
G
Am
So, yo, won't you show me
B5
The
Rhyme
Connoisseur
B
Droppin' that high -heavy shit
like elephant manure
The
M .C.
Stewart
B5
You must be out your fuckin' noggin'
B
tryin' to step to the cycle
What a rhyme, kill
Jay -Z now, who versus
Freddy
Krueger
Now that's a flex but coming
straight from the sewer
When it comes to stabbing the tracks
B5
face the facts and emcee truer
Em
Am
Bless the wax like
Buddha or
Siddhartha I master the art of rhyming
Use a
VTEC like
Rubberback
B
Carter's class I'm sick with this
shit so think fast
My verse is for holes in your face while
I'm palming your chicken ass
Tryna touch it I put both arms in the cash
You couldn't kick it
harder if you was enrolled
in
Jet
Li
Kung
Fu class
B5
B
Break your jaw like glass
Yo, stomp your dick in the dirt
Porn your flow and bounce with your hoe
Em
Am
I be on that old bullshit
you ain't no brain
Wicked like
Mojo
Jojo possess powers greater
B
With no ring,
B5
I be the king of this thing of ours
You pushin' up flowers,
tryna challenge my superpowers
It's a bunch of bitches
like the calves from the hours
You sit around talkin' shit like
chicks at baby showers
Battery acids,
B
how my vocal devours
B5
They slam into your ass,
you crumble like the twin towers
Am
Under heavy fire like troops in
Okinawa
This ain't
World
War
G
Am
II, it's rap wars and I'm
B5
murderin' you
B
Must be you,
like a construction coalition
Deadly transmission from the
B5
mic technician
B
Bangin' up
MCs cause them niggas
is always bitchin'
If rap was prison,
most of them suckers be snitchin'
This ain't no fairytale,
so stop your wishin'
Big
Rude ain't goin' nowhere
B5
till I complete my mission
Em
Am
Poison's the prescription,
read the inscription
Laser -sharp precision
creates the incision
B
Blur your vision,
the heat clears your nose like
Vicks
99 .9 % of
MCs suck dicks
Ghetto talk, no fuckin'
Ebonics
Give me a hype beat,
I'm charged up like electronics
I can fuck this whole shit without
the aid of chronic
In fact, the spot my nickname is
Bubonic
Am
Six million dollar brother like I'm bionic
If you even think about it, better
lay in your casket
B5
Beef with a kid, I don't think so,
B
got cheese spills
Oom goi oi goi goi goi, just like
B5
Uncle from
Jackie
Chan
Adventures
B
Watch your mouth or you'll
be rockin' dentures
Get caught up in the scorpions' pincers
Ain't nothin' but death
between each sentence
B5
You can pray to
Jesus, but there's no deliverance
Am
I ain't
Michael
Jackson and this ain't
Thriller
Buggin' the fuck out like the hand of
God killer
B5
B
Shit gets nasty when
I kick my sling
Make your fuckin' neck bob until
your fuckin' brain hangs
Out your fuckin' head
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