Tonalité : C# minor
Verse 1
Am
Dm
The time has come,
Am
for bad things to leave
Dm
Am
The time has come, for life to begin
Dm
The time has come,
E
Am
for the war of the gods
Verse 2
D
It's that time
I'ma take the subtle
Am
approach first
D
'Cause I'm just gettin' started
Let's go
Verse 3
Am
Look, I'm the best and there's
D
Am
nothing that you can do about it
Em
D
Never needed a publicity stunt, let's
Am
tell the truth about it
D
Even in the core of the streets,
Am
you can't sway the youth about it
Em
But keep runnin' yo mouth,
D
Am
and I swear I'ma knock a tooth up out it
D
I never claimed to be nuthin'
but who the fuck I am
Am
Em
D
Never sold cocaine in my life,
Am
but I'm still the fuckin' man
D
Understand, nuthin' you did
makes you better nigga
Am
Em
You claim the streets,
D
but the streets respect that chedda nigga
Am
Luda got twice as much
D
Am
yo life you can charge it to 'em
D
I fit four of your houses inside
Am
my daughters room
And still have room for young
Dm
D
Karma to play
Am
Em
Givin' back to the children of tomorrow,
D
for good karma today
Am
So you can say what ya wanna say,
D
and you can talk that talk
Am
But real niggas ain't doing no talkin'
D
cause we walk that walk
Am
Album for album you can see
Em
D
I got a multimillion plan
Am
Em
D
So call yourself whatever you want 'cept the multimillion man
Dm
Interlude 1
Am
Dm
Em
E
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Verse 4
Am
How many times is you goin' rap
D
about busting your gun
Am
Em
How many times is you goin' trap
D
Em
D
without busting your gun
Am
D
Only shots you ever took were subliminal
Am
to the general
Em
Disrespectin' those doin' real
D
time with real criminals
Am
And I ain't never
D
did a day in my life
Am
But it should be illegal
Em
D
to walk a day in my life
Am
I paid the price and the cost to be the
Em
D
boss so you can rest your mouth
Am
I'm universal,
Em
D
Luda never limits himself to the south
Am
D
I give a damn about ya hootin' and hollerin',
Am
and it ain't botherin' me
I hear you talkin' but you
D
ain't made it to three
Am
You know where I live,
D
but you ain't made it to me
G
Am
You ain't made nigga
Em
I'm havin' a house party,
D
Am
kid come get played nigga
You got played,
Em
D
my record label never jerked me
Am
So shoot me, stab me,
D
but words will never hurt me
Am
D
I feed off your energy, my powers with God
C
G
Am
Em
D
So it's even better if you make ya diss record real
Dm
Am
hard
Interlude 2
Am
Dm
Em
D
E
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Verse 5
Am
See even without the bass and all
D
that treble I'm as hot as the devil
Am
Em
And I work for the top floor,
D
Em
D
homie get on my level
Am
I've been stripped away of powers
D
'cause I gave you my blessin'
Am
Em
So it'll take more than ma jority
D
vote to win this election
Am
Man, mix tapes or not my
D
resume is too hot
Am
Em
And I warned them that I was coming,
D
I got the number one spot
Am
Em
So unless you using tampon
D
s, quit acting stuck up
Am
Em
D
Am
D
Am
D
Am
D
And do like your records say, or shut the fuck
Am
Em
up
Outro 1
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Dm
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