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Verse 1
G#m
D#
G#m
Been waiting too damn long on a side
Ain't got too many good things to say
So here's a message to mister DJ
Verse 2
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried
Verse 3
Like I was coming from Billings
on the way to Spokane
And you found me twisted and
mangled inside our road van
Like it's so ugly,
the paramedics say "Oh, ma!"
There go Tecca N9na with
no life but more fans
Like in hell or I'm in heaven,
just fell in from 9- 11
Like my name was McVeigh and I check
the mail and a bomb beeped
Like having Griselda's dope
and sell it beyond cheap
Like I was in the mood for set tripping
Fights begin and Rugers get splitting
Like my life is through and death slips in
Like there's no air left and my
Like I'm in the church and
I'm preaching
Loving the way sister look and
Play my music like we was in
Then got murdered 'cause her
husband was the deacon
Verse 4
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried
Verse 5
back,
bring that beat back)
Like having super pneumonia
with out taking my z- pack
Like me off in a C function
flamed up with a B hat
And I'm pattin' my pockets yellin'
"Where's my piece at?"
Like an ink session getting
a snake and the bat tat
Got a gun and kicked in the face and
I ran to the back "Skat"
Through the alley under a ladder
tripped over a black cat
Fell in the street got hit by a
Toyota with a hatchback
Play my music like everyone
know that I can rhyme
But I got shipped to Iraq
Like a wild bull like out the
My job is to be the circus clown
but I'm damn blind
Like I had the cube and
I accidentally called Pinhead
Like I'm Matisyahu in a room
full of skinheads
Play my music like I'm
permanently in bed
I'm sure the DJs are with it with him dead
Verse 6
D#
G#m
D#
Play my music like I died (to the DJ)
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
Like everybody love my music
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
Like everybody love my music
Verse 7
(Eugor god rof efil aggin)
Unless I left my vest and I
catch the magnum
Like they let Tech rest and
toe- tagged him
After they beat him,
tied him to the truck and skull dragged 'em
Like I died of lupus, cancer, leukemia
E
G#m
Epilepsy, m.s. or sickle- cell anemia
All at the same time and the
call is a slain N9ne
Caught by a serial killer with a
saw and it's pain time
Guess it really does pay to get
caught with a stray
That's what it cost,
E
G#m
what you pay in a way that's all for the say
'Cause when you rapping your ass off
Skill is their last thought
Realler than real spill but you
get killed and you blast off
Play my records like I'm
takin' the big ride
E
G#m
Like a deadly virus killing me inside
E
G#m
I know you sucker DJs got a lotta pride
All jokes aside even though I'm still alive
Verse 8
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
Like everybody love my music
D#
G#m
Play my mu sic like I died (to the DJ)
E
G#m
Like I took the long ride (on my D- day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried
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