调：C# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
G#m
Back to the lab, wrap in a bag,
your dude's goin' in
you're too slow to win
F#m
G#m
C#m
Late in the line, so high,
you would swear he had a license to fly
is easier than Superhead
A
That easy?
Grind
every sentence get rewinded
Rewinded
Track
Where's the competition at?
Where they at?
Crack
Whole Harlem on his back Harlem
It's a fact, you couldn't yell
R or shit, it's whack
I helped build the team
and put Harlem on the map
Come holla at a Mack,
F#m
A
I had your girl polishin' his plaits
goonies that'll light you for cheap
that the throne's up for grabs
Waitin' for the spit
so I can put the hoe in the bag
you're washed up and old as my dad
F#m
G#m
you couldn't fly without a pilot
and better off finding you a stylist
G#m
C#m
Ruge an d T, shoot you for free,
salute to the G
ain't nobody out as hungry as Ryder
C#m
A
Y 'all can't fuck with me at all, man
F#m
A
C#m
F#m
I got this shit on lock and key
And I think I might've lost the key,
so y 'all assed out, man
Huh
Let me finish smokin' this purple,
countin' this money
And, uh, turn the music up
and get in my zone, man
Let's do it
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