Tonalité : Eb major
Verse 1
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D
G
"Y ou out there? Louder!
C#m
Well clap your hands to what he's
Bm
D
doing
G
F#m
On tempo
C#m
E
G
Jack"
D
NYC gave you the
Verse 2
ball,
so how you gonna hate us?
G
D
E
We creators of them East coast stars
G
If you ask me I'll tell you
D
there's no comp
But I'm still humble,
G
even though I will crumble halls
D
Some call 'em songs,
I call 'em words from me
G
That take long to cook
D
G
So some feel free in saying that
D
we don't hunger for beats
Not that we not hungry,
just picky in what we eat
G
D
Keep food off the mind and keep
weight off the body
C#m
All you gotta do is keep my
D
G
name out your mouth
D
And stop frowning like you hostile
You know that it's a booger rubbing
G
up against your nostril
C#m
G
Nigga how you figure you can play this rap
D
game without the backbone?
It's Maseo, Dave, Wonder Why,
G
giving what you lack holmes
Verse 3
D
Hey yo prepare yourself for the Neutron,
bitch!
G
This is eighty- six, let that neo- rap go
D
We present these flares
to put fire to your ears
G
D
G
To lay smoke like rusty exhaust pipes
D
We run mics, let Sean run
the marathon
Yo raise that money son,
C#m
we raisin these kids
G
D
Get claps when curtains close, stage left
G
Up your stamina baby, bring some breath
D
Sat book smart, part ese
Loc'in like Tone,
G
street niggas get grown
D
Acquire more couth before
you get poofed
Or get some shells sent over to
G
your mic booth
D
Excuse, my delivery,
but when peace don't work
See this piece goin' work,
G
cock aim and shoot!
D
It's my constitutional
right to bear arms
Arms and bare hands on mics,
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make fans unite
D
Woodstock and white folks involved
Black man get on yo' job!
G
D
"Well clap your hands
Verse 4
D
to what he's doing
C#m
Bm
On tempo
D
G
F#m
C#m
Jack"
G
D
Let's go beat for beat,
Verse 5
and rhymes for rhymes
G
(Put, all, the things aside)
D
Just bring your beats,
and bring your rhymes
G
(Put, all, the things aside)
D
Let's go beat for beat,
and rhymes for rhymes
G
(Put, all, the things aside)
D
Just bring your beats,
and bring your rhymes
(Put, all, the things aside)
Verse 6
G
The heavyweight L.I. Brother with no date,
D
of expiration
G
On this fate on the mic,
them birthday keep coming
D
I'm hated on by niggas I love most
G
So what threat could you possibly pose
when I'm on your coast?
D
So raise your guns or your glasses
G
Either way there'll be a toast in the air
C#m
G
D
Markin' the return of bare
minimums you need to learn
G
Get your verbs right when
D
you down to clap
G
D
See that gun powder caliber rap'll tip
Verse 7
hats like gentlemen do
Smash tenements and skyscrapers
G
D
Bow- tie pa pers stacked high
Pay the resident tax or get
your street sweeped
G
Front row, backstage or the
D
cheap seats
I "Dodge" ricochets like "Ram" trucks,
G
you slow poke to pull it
And I sup- pose you want
D
to top the Billboard chart
Man I toast these rhymes
G
and then pop like Pop- Tarts
D
Let's go beat for beat,
Verse 8
and rhymes for rhymes
D
G
(Put, all, the things aside)
D
Just bring your beats,
and bring your rhymes
(Put, all, the things aside)
G
D
Let's go beat for beat y'all,
and rhymes for rhymes
G
(Put, all, the things aside)
D
Just bring your beats,
and bring your rhymes
D
(Put, all, the things aside)
"Well clap your hands to what he's doing"
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