调：C# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
B
G#m
G#
Yeah,
C#m
B
C#m
yeah Roc- A- Fella
We invite you to,
B
C#m
A
something epic y'all know?
of, hopelessness
Through that desperation,
G#
C#m
But we feel we have nothing to lose
What do you bring to the table?
Verse 2
C#m
My shit is butter for the bread
they wanna toast me
I keep my head,
C#m
B
both of them where they supposed to be
from four fiends away
from selling 'Caine
C#m
B
'Til brains was fried to a fricassee,
can't lie
at the bar
my squad and me
laughing hard
however brief
C#m
B
I know this game got valleys and peaks,
expectation
we stack chips, hardly
soon to see a mill'in
C#m
B
No more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer
Illin' for revenues,
C#m
B
Channel 7 news, 'round seven jewels,
hand getting the mic
I know the procedure
live dormant that's how we on it
don't be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog,
see ya, later at the crap tables
Meet me by the one
that starts a G up
gambling they re- up
sipping margaritas
Verse 3
Can I live?
C#m
Verse 4
My mind is infested,
it's sure to hurt you
Dual level like duplexes, in unity,
We buy the whole car, as you should
explode!
C#m
On detonation,
C#m
B
When it balls to steam, it comes to it
C#m
B
We all fiends gotta do it, even righteous
watch for intruders
meditated like a Buddhist
C#m
B
Recruited lieutenants with ludicrous,
dreams of
C- B- S, ya see me
Verse 5
B
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