Tonalité : B minor•
Verse 1
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Check it out now
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Hey, hey, troop style's hard to find
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I sit where we sit,
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it's time to go for mine
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See I remain in place wit shit so funky
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You could bite for days, my
shit remains crunchy
Verse 2
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Good wit my own style, droppin' that
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Looky Lou's all hokin' but
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I stompin' that
You's a c- copycat, now watch
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me take you thru to hell
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Must be out lookin' for biters
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in the big bad world
Verse 3
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I, am the one to take you higher
To liquidisation, heart and desire
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Go 'head, light the fire, as I get smoke
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There ain't a way to stop the madness
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when I go for broke
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Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me You're the epitome of no identity
Verse 4
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It's
about what you say
and how you say it
Now that's hardcore,
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time to settle the score
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I'm fed up with the old shit,
Verse 5
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gimme some new shit
I won't sit, get off my grip
See I'm tired of these
imitating gangsta clones
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For them I got a slingshot,
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rotty's and stones
Verse 6
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I come steppin' on the scene
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My Delinquent team, be here
to elevate
Even the fakes should get
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their soul get
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Rippin' up your frame, it's
the critical acclaim
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Breakin' you up,
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like the Buddha crank shrinks my brain
Verse 7
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'Cuz there can be only one
[unverified], only one to rule
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Bet the coon new G, witta steel that's new
Yet some won't like the way I strangle the mic,
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though
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I won't funk the kids, can't
fake the Gambino
Verse 8
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Bm
Kid, you must be kidding me
It's a joke, why ya gotta
be kidding me?
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We're goin' nowhere fast in
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this flavorless mess hall
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Why can't you stand tall? 'Cuz
I heard a distress call
Verse 9
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Bm
Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
You're the epitome of no identity
F#
Bm
It's about what you
say and how you say it
F#
Now that's hardcore, time
to settle the score
Bm
Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
Verse 10
F#
Bm
You're the epitome of no identity
It's about what you say and how you say it
F#
Bm
Now that's hardcore,
time to settle the score
Verse 11
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Once again, I go
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fly thru the speaker
Your style suck,
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fuckin' like a tweaker
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One grain falls, the rest soon follow
'Cuz everybody knows
(Your wacked style's borrowed)
Verse 12
It seems everybody write they're OG killers
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Everybody's flippin' big-
time dope dealers
(Versace)
And Gucci, rollin' big time Lucci
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Big, steady sellin' out the real
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Now oh damn, now look what
Verse 13
I've done
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Wit the little bit of help from the
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rhymes I brung
You know who you are, don't front,
just shoot hits
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Delinquent it's in the house, to
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rock this shit
Verse 14
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Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
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You're the epitome of no identity
Bm
It's about what you say and
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how you say it
Bm
Now that's hardcore,
F#
time to settle the score
Bm
Aiyo kid,
Verse 15
you must be kidding
me
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Bm
You're the epitome of no identity
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It's about what you say
Bm
and how you say it
F#
Now that's hardcore,
Bm
time to settle the score
Outro 1
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsBm F#
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Capo: 2
Transposer: 0
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