Tonalité : F minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Y 'all gotta
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pardon me in advance for doing this
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I beg your pardon I had to do it to you
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Yeah, uh, yeah
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And word s cannot express
how I feel inside
I wrote this rhyme the same
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day that Dilla died
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My man, so please excuse
my manners,
pardon me for rambling on
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Sometimes I go off on a tangent,
D
tell me how many times
am I gonna be forced to explain this
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I'm a nerd, I'm a freak,
yeah, I'm a geek,
but I'm dangerous, look
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This is my life,
this ain't just entertainment,
I don't do business with strangers
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Pull up a chair,
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we might as well get acquainted now
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I'm on some Corvia Gayness now,
bougie niggas sayin' I'm
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a pain in the anus now
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He made it this far,
so ain't no stoppin' him now
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Yeah, he had it for the top,
so ain't no talkin' him down, down
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Radio, man, them suckas never play this
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Them dudes on the playlist,
man, they copy my cadence
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But they ain't sayin' nothin',
they ain't makin' a statement
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They might as well throw in the towel
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D
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Now, they say, if you ain't got a pencil,
break it
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You can't sell a record,
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but you frontin' around so
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Bow to rappers, go ahead,
Ddim
show your teeth
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C#
Niggas, show them your necklace
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C#
The Lord knows what to do
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A
to get on the guest list
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They be foolin' some,
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but you ain't foolin' me
Yeah, you cool with them,
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but you ain't cool with me
Close range to fly,
you ain't shootin' me
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C#
D
Keep tellin' myself, uh -uh, not me
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And let the truth be told,
hurry up and weight drop
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It was damn near three years old, shit
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And I ain't give you a album,
I gave you my soul
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Gave the haters inspiration,
they was hopin' I fold
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And that was critically acclaimed,
so some call it a classic
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So you bought two copies,
one to keep in the plastic
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And the hood ain't support us,
but they sayin' they love us
We autographed boulets
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with no in side covers,
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uh -huh, yeah
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So can I grab this mic for a minute?
Can I get something off my chest
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without you getting offended?
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Can I point out the difference?
Can I voice my opinion?
Pay me no attention,
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don't mind me, I'm just fittin'
Ddim
I'm a grime artist, little nigga,
D
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I paint pictures
Close your eyes when you listenin'
and you can envision it too
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Words therapeutic,
my beats with deep tissue
She was going through things
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and I touched on each issue
Ddim
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Eyes closed for the souls
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lost in the system
We gotta make it last,
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this is classic material
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It's five years later
and they don't remember you
Fans lookin' back
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like what the fuck was I listen
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in' to?
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Most dudes ain't got a clue
D
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Now, you lookin' at your A &R
like why the fuck did I listen to you?
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Career's cold,
ain't you only 30 years old?
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You won't nobody open the door
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They say if you ain't got a
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prison record,
you can't sell a record
The youth runnin' round
so wild and reckless
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Go ahead, show your teeth, niggas,
show them your necklace
And Lord knows what they'll do
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E#dim
Ddim
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to get on the guest list
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So I'd like to welcome y 'all to this album
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I predict a riot
Outro 1
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