Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
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Check,
G
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check and you don't stop
Ay yo, you know how a pro flex
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Yo, I'm so blessed
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This the best song since the last song
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D
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Call that one No Sweat
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I don't know what this one called
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The beat caught work though
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As far as beats go,
I could do a lot worse yo
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So you know a brother gotta go hard
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with his verse 2
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Verse 1 feel like verse 2
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Verse 3 even, verse infinity
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I'm the best rapper,
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it's a blessing and a curse
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It's a livin' and it's killin' me
Nah, but it's still don't see
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me kill it back
A
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Sit back, kick a rap
D
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That hurt the whole game feelin'
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No big deal, B
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Blunts in the old school
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Yeah, trees on the street
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s in full bloom
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Breeze on the beat make the skull hum
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Smoke through the nose
That's a soul plume
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Style's inevitable
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Only but a number of ways to
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do anything
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Everything
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The number infinity
Dm
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The trail numerical
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D
Flip fantastical, poetical
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G
F
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Slip through the side of the avenue
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G
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meaning diagonal, the divining rod,
the butterfly, the diving bell,
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the young ray carving cathedral carving
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the thesis in the bark of the tree
with the leaves that fall from the
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previous pagan judeical,
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christianical celebration
of the birth of jesus,
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sparkle in the china, bodhi, cypher, smile in japan,
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jai rasta, anything, style so feathery,
high low everything,
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fine comb through the beaches of collective memory,
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rewind, select the next energy,
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Nod your head to the meditation
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Cool blaze phrases on the bass 88,
now
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That's the real combination
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Never could you play,
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Say something, thought not
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A
Yo, I cooked up the crack
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in the crockpot
A
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An d served you the rap snacks
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Bless you with the words expected of me
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Plus the more rare, bold, legendary
Veerings from the script, y 'all
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Fiend for every last
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Bend of the fuckin' pre -ordered styles
Of the previous echoings of human design
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Truly divine, truly refined,
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give me a hi -fi
Powered and flowered up,
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devouring beats like I was starved in a basement
D
G
A
P -poppin' in the motherfuckin',
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uh, bedroom studio
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Shit, man, it's truly, whoa, whoa, it's truly,
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whoa, it's truly, truly, whoa, dog
Dm
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I'm bananas, go ape shit
Clear your vision up
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like fuckin' ASIC Or LASIC,
D
A
or whatever you call that
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Listen to my shit and then fall back
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Know that I'm the best fuckin' rapper
A
and all that
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Listen to my beautiful
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painting I'm making,
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I made it, it made me.
Look, I'm a baby born again
at any and every moment.
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I simply obey the room's vibe
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as it obeys me, basically.
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Always adjacent to the spiritual place
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that I'm chasing, it's me.
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Look, I'm beside myself with joy,
a joy unnamed and nameless.
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The joy, the joy,
Outro 1
the joy.
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