キー: E minor
Verse 1
Em
F
F#m
Em
Well okay,
girl
Well alright, well alright then
Well okay, well okay,
well alright, well alright then
Well okay, well okay, well alright,
well alright then
Well okay
They said my moves was this
They said my moves was that
Well I big chat
But do they defend
Jack?
Should've been a pimp,
should've been a battle cat
I innovate, create and pay heaps of tax
I don't give a fuck if
you're backpack or urban
I ain't concerned with
genres nor brackets
I'm here to make it with the audio splendour
I push my pen and I
blend with big spenders
Still independent, nobody knows me
Still got my trophy
underground mostly
Roached my node, wrote my embro
That radical, man just so cool
Cause I think like
Jesus, cause my dad
They wanna tie me to the cross
and hurt my gonad
Cause I do weird stuff with
my pen and my pad
And sing it to the world like
I'm losing my ride
Real deal, real feel, real to me
None of them devils can spit,
spill to me
Em
F#m
Em
movement y 'all
well alright then, well okay
Laugh at them I don't come calm
about they want guest vocal
If you don't got no cash
your little figures is awful
I'm a pioneer daddy for
the way I eat food
From acting I ain't what when emcees
were gone and crude
Maneuver came along and I
changed the whole mood
From next type promotion
and my piece of love shit
To brand new second and my
old cruft dub shit
From year dot,
I been the geezer that coulda been
But didn't give a fuck
about the media machine
I slept with the devil, I ate with the devil
But I still ran back to
God
Yeah, baby, I'm a rebel, I
And I never had shit
So I don't give a shit if I don't get shit
From year dot, I may do it with half a nuttin'
If you could ever come here,
come ask me for somethin'
I made my peace, I carved my niche
Now man can't speak,
cause there ain't half of me
Need a half of my joy,
need a half of my pain
They got a little tannin but
they got no brain
we'll alright, yeah
F#m
Em
We'll okay, we'll okay, we'll alright,
we'll alright, yeah
We'll okay
Dumbass journals and
they dumbass questions
Fickle
DJs and they fickle affections
I surpass them and those time after time
Try and they try but they can't demote mine
I served my apprenticeship
and paid my dues
Ripped my own domain and I
paved my own rules
So how cool be coolin' in cool, man?
When off I let the system
force this cool, man
I'm the voice of the
voiceless and penniless kids
This is what the penniless did,
come like we live
Situations got me feelin' like
Jesus
Christ
But I'll be down if I be crucified
I studied this thing here, I'm a big fan first
So none of them can judge
me about the size of my purse
I'm cool man,
I'm letting time unfold
I'm 30, 30 years old,
I got no time to stand on road
Well okay, well alright, well alright then
Well okay, well okay, well alright,
well alright then
Well okay
I'll
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