Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
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Up early,
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top of the mornin' to you weak idiotic motherfuckers
Fat
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Cat and
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LZ, yeah niggas
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You're not listenin' to the voice of reason
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I do it for you hatin' cocksuckers
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and the non -believin'
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It's another classic for y 'all
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to sink y 'all teeth in
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Don't be mad at me and mine cause
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y still underachievin'
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We out cold in the
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DME and my niggas stay freezin'
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I ain't friendly,
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fuck all that smilin' and grinnin'
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Quick to turn the situation to
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the start of your endin'
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When niggas is grimy, we all got cases
E
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Just bendin' face on
America's most wanted
E
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Tryna find a defendant, you silly rappers
E
Still yappin' bout your cars
and your wheels
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Truthfully, you need to focus more
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on building your skills
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You're still stuck in a time warp,
C#m
E
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we light years ahead of y 'all
E
Ring on the comp, I smash all competitors
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I'm ill with the patterns,
E
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too clever with the metaphors
Dilla told me,
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cat, keep your foot on the neck
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And don't even breathe on the track
unless they cuttin' the jack
A lot of suckas won't like it,
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but they gotta respect
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How to water my shit
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down for the record execs
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Lotta suckas won't like
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it, but they gotta respect
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How to order my shit down
C#m
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for the record execs
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Yeah, nigga
E
Now put your hands up high
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Yeah, nigga
It's
Fat
E
Cat and
El -Zy
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Yeah, nigga
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Yeah, you know it sound fly
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We bring in' hip -hop back,
E
it's no lie
Modern day
Alex
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Haley, off the
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Baileys
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Strikin' niggas on the daily
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For comin' out they face like
Israelis
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It's so blissful,
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listenin' to the official
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There's no issue,
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the flow can melt a snow crystal
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I'm breathin' drama,
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it's bringin' the armor out my bomber
Like
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Osama, quote,
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you float on the wings of karma
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The crowd pleaser,
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give your child a mild seizure
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Rock a style
Caesar, run with crooks
and wild skeezers
Vacate your premises,
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himmigans, the nemesis
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Equal hemorrhages,
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bad dreams and foul images
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Y real funny, when I rain, it spills runny
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While it's still sunny,
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I build money and drill honeys
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DJ's on the wheels,
E
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spun me at the right clubs
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Even lit up the white pubs like light bulbs
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Top notch,
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trippin' off of movies on my watch
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Drinkin' scotch,
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observin' as I watch what you botch
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Yeah, it's the phenomenon disguised
as a common dime
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Spittin' commas, bows,
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grenades, you late
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Remember my grade,
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the phlegm that I sprayed
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Sharper than a samurai blade,
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bet it could trim a guy's fade
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Yeah, nigga
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Now turn your levels up high
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Yeah, nigga
It's
Fat
E
Cat and
El -Zy
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Yeah, nigga
E
Portahini and
Spock and
Tyree
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Reppin' the real till the
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day that we die
Before the
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MCs, they speak my name in
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vain, it's blasphemy
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Probably mad cause this
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ho tried to get after me
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Cross my path and end up a catastrophe
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I told you the flows I rock,
nigga, they come naturally
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El
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Zayi told me, catch you shinin'
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And with every line that you spit,
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it's like your levels is climbin'
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Cause in the booth, I'm the savior,
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the fruits of my labor
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Used to have me on the top of
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the roof with a laser
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Kangaroo boots and my pager,
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crew would get paid up
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If they ain't salutes and a major
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Toe up half of your leg in a blast,
only grazier
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Don't gavel with your life, cause
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Detroit niggas a phaser
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Got fans all over the land, from
London to
Jamaica
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Paris,
France,
Asia,
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Amsterdam,
Malaysia
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Lost a whole day flyin' from
Sydney,
Australia
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Back in the layup car, the pistons in the
Lager
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But if we can't,
E
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she got the haters catchin' vapors
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I seen the world, been all over this bitch
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And my mind is rich, you need to try
E
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C#m
to find your niche
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Yeah, nigga
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You gotta keep him up high
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Yeah, nigga
E
We wanna see you touch the sky
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Yeah, nigga
It's
E
Fat
Cat and
El
Zy
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Yeah, nigga
E
C#m
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Yo, I'm the chose king
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When flows swing, the blows sting,
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hoes cleanin' my clothes
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I stand out like nose rings
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At any given time,
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I will shatter the soul
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Your head in your hat, it's just roll,
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I splatter your hole
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It's the confusin',
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words makin' them confusin'
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Words off what you heard,
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how to die losin'
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Niggas remain cheesed,
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they may squeeze
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It's on they knees, that's my trainees
On how to get me, your brain freeze
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Now meet a prick that's flyin' bullets
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Out the heat, equipped to feed a clique I'm
E
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even sweeter when the beat is sick
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Dick long as that centimeter stick
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Chicks feel it in they stomach
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like it's a fetus
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When the feed is caked,
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pulling thoughts out of thin air
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Damn my pen share, I've been rare,
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even if I came as a twin pair
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Oh no, the flow doesn't end there,
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stroke in my chin hair
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I'll send flares to clear it out like skin care
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Provoke the scanner,
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better be in a joker manner
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Cause my spoken grammar,
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comes equipped with cloak and dagger
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Good luck shit,
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I'm the one you can't fuck with
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In a truck lit, by the crib near the lake
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Where the duck sit, what bitch?
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