キー: B major•
Verse 1
guess who is back?
Probably sold ya momma crack
Mr. M- E- F (aww shit) know
what I said
Black people don't use the T-
H, yo (got it fucked up now)
Verse 2
G#m
yes, eyes is hat low
Stash 'dro, pimp on the side,
you know how that go
Rap flow, major, taste the flavor,
all natural high
Y'all gotta love it when
the track go (track go)
three letters, M- E- F Man
Been stopped, that's off top,
young, fresh to death
And you're not, no matter what the job,
I'm the best man
B
G#m
Rap C.E.O. minus the yes-
man (yes- man)
I know that's right, so act right,
Staten on the map
Like fuck y'all, get stuck,
y'all and have a bad night
As I brush off my shoulder, that's right
B
F#
My nigga Scott Storch keep bringing
I talk about it and I live it
Been there, did it,
shitted and wiped my ass with it
These critics saw the train for
brains and must of missed it
If they ain't got the shit,
Verse 3
G#m
niggas in it for cheese
that ain't feeling M.C.'s
With the top down,
niggas spitting the same
Is it me, all my enemies,
throwing shit in the game
Is it me, or the industry that
really got to change
in case y'all forgot the name
Verse 4
gets worm, now
Now that it's his turn,
clowns don't get turns, now
Fuck with a chick perm, when she get hot,
you get burned
You see I'm not kidding,
and allergic to wack juice
Blast if I have to, and
y'all don't give me no hassle
Who rep Rotten Apple to death
and get natural
Make hard beats pound like the
this raspy voice nigga is nasty
Khaki's hanging off of his ass,
eyes is glassy
That's fucked, that's us,
niggas know where to catch me
Holy Jihad
It's the head nigga in charge,
Like back in the days,
back when the game was hard
G#m
B
And when they reminiscenced over Wu,
my God
Verse 5
G#m
niggas in it for cheese
Is it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa Beez
Is it me, or is it me,
that ain't feeling M.C.'s
feeling the breeze
niggas spitting the same
Is it me, all my enemies,
throwing shit in the game
Is it me, or the industry that
really got to change
in case y'all forgot the name
Verse 6
G#m
man this game is messed up
Next up, you know what it is,
don't get it f'd up
Meth, what? F.Y.I., you need a heads up
but (head, but)
I eat these niggas food
And the shit wrapped,
where Cliff at? Tell 'em Mr. Meth got his shit back
The gift back, sign, sealed,
delivered and gift wrapped
And when you hear that click-
click (click- click)
some niggas will talk to the cops
Get killed off, man how did you get
caught with all the rocks
And still walk,
no matter what you mix with a pig
You still pork, and money is still
B
forced (still forced)
new and improved
All these dudes try'na walk in my shoes,
doing my moves
But that's cool,
'cause I'ma make it do what it do
"suu" motherfuckers?
Verse 7
G#m
niggas in it for cheese
Is it me, all my enemies, hating on Killa Beez
Is it me, or is it me,
that ain't feeling M.C.'s
With the top down,
niggas spitting the same
Is it me, all my enemies,
throwing shit in the game
Is it me, or the industry that
really got to change
Interlude 1
G#m
B
G#m
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