キー: Gb major•
Verse 1
It's beautiful, c'mon,
keep marchin'
Verse 2
you keep your shots low
B
A#m
You hug the block close,
we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
B
A#m
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
We rock on and on
Verse 3
B
A#m
(Traffic)like Benecio, (Suspect) is
(Usual)
Cut checks like cuticles, bust
tecs at funerals
Bm
A#m
My sound freak you out like
rough sex in the studio
I blow the back out the track
when I black out
Bm
A#m
Got the spot maxed out,
people in the front pass out
Security carry that ass out
Bm
A#m
Get in the zone when I'm stoned
like I live in a glass house
Last bout I was in started to get
spazzed out like mysterious
The boy in the hood with the furious style
B
A#m
We in the age of Aquarius now, yo
I show pain in the manner of
Coltrane's "Alabama"
Niggaz wanna blaze a hammer
"Real girls get down on the flo'" like
David Banner when I handle my shit
I go banana clips you walkin
where the animals live
Verse 4
you keep your shots low
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
B
A#m
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
We rock on and on
[Talib Kweli]
Verse 5
And get the metal 'til the shit is settled
I pull strings like Geppetto did Pinocchio
Bm
A#m
Y'all niggaz sing to po- po like,
K- Ci and JoJo or Sisqo and Nokio
Y'all, lyrics are pointless
My lyrics anoint like, oils and ointments
Bm
A#m
I had a big death but
I missed my appointment
Y'all walkin' through the valley
while I run through it
B
A#m
Every party we come through
makin the "Gun Music"
Practice the (Art of War), don't
make me Sun Tzu it
B
A#m
I put them knots in yo' head 'til
you can't undo it
You can't unscrew it,
ladies wanna take it off
All they want is piece
of mind so I break 'em off
I grab the game by the balls
until I made it cough
And made these bitch ass
niggaz take they make- up off
Verse 6
you keep your shots low
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
we rock on and on (ladies!)
Now if you real fly, fuck with a real guy
B
A#m
Give them your real eye,
we rock on and on
You keep yo' heels high,
keep it real tight
We rock on and on
Verse 7
D#m
A#m
Everybody say (hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!)
Outro 1
A#m
A#m
Bm
B
A#m
B
A#m
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