调：C# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
A
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The microphone molester,
machete undresser
"Stupid-dope-fresh" type
Top gun, Miramar be
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st-of-the-best-er
The The The The
The leave-an-MC-peace-in-rest-er
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Skill Skill Skill Skill Skill Skill Skill tester,
the flex-the-gunner
The make-funner,
the the the adversary make runner
Every fuckin' curse a burst of hurt
Move crowds, physical fitness rhymes
E
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D
I'm decorated like Christmas pines
Verse 2
Mcs become silhouettes of chalk
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E
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Reading my eyes will say it in
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E
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many ways
Verse 3
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Hit the dirt 'cause the words I spit will
Do more than just rip your shirt
You're coming at me? You
can't hack it though
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So ridiculous, watching my crew
get sick with this
lyrical viciousness
made of men and mistresses
And trying to see nothing but
Esoterically beat-speaking with clarity
And sever every MC I see
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with severity
Verse 4
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E
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many ways
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E
in many days
Verse 5
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E
A
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E
A
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E
D
What I came
D
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What I came
Why not
Verse 6
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to deserve?
Why not give me what I came
to believe?
Verse 7
D
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B
came to deserve?
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E
Why not give me what I came to believe?
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E
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E
Verse 8
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Why?
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Ah, ah, uh
Verse 9
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Reading my eyes will say
it in many days
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