Intro
Em Bm Em G
C C Gb Bm
Em
[Verse 1]
Bm Bm
Ah Ah
Em Em
We don't believe you 'cause we the people
Bm Bm
Are still here in the rear, ayo, we don't need you
C C
You in the killing-off-good-young-nigga mood
G#m C C C
When we get hungry we eat the same fucking food, the ramen noodle
C G C G C
Your simple voodoo is so maniacal, we're liable to pull a juju
G G G G
The irony is that this bad bitch in my lap
C C C C
She don't love me, she make money, she don't study that
Em Em Em Em
She gon' give it to me, ain't gon' tell me run it back
G G G G
She gon' take the brain to wetter plains, she spit on that
C C C C
The doors have signs with, don't try to rhyme with
G G G G
VH1 has a show that you can waste your time with
C C C C
Guilty pleasures take the edge off reality
G G G G
And for a salary I'd probably do that shit sporadically
C C C C
The OG Gucci boots are smitten with iguanas
G G G G
The IRS piranha see a nigga gettin' commas
C C C C
Niggas in the hood living in a fishbowl
A# A# A# A#
Gentrify here, now it's not a shit hole
C C C C
Trendsetter, I know, my shit's cold
Em Em Em Em
Ain't settling because I ain't so bold
[Hook]
Am Am Am Am Em Em Em Em Em
but ay, All you Black folks, you must go
C C C C Em Em Em Em Em
All you Mexicans, you must go
C C C C Em Em Em Em Em
And all you poor folks, you must go
C C C C A# A# A# A#
Muslims and gays, boy, we hate your ways
Am Em Em Em
So all you bad folks, you must go
[Bridge]
C C C C C
The fog and the smog of news media that logs
C C A# A#
False narratives of Gods that came up against the odds
A# G#m G#m G#m
We're not just nigga rappers with the bars
Bm Bm Em Em
It's kismet that we're cosmic with the stars
[Verse 2]
C C C C
You bastards overlooking street art
Em Em Em Em
Better yet, street smarts but you keep us off the charts
C C C C
So motherfuck your numbers and your statisticians
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Fuck y'all know about true competition?
Gb Gb Gb Gb
That's like a AL pitcher on deck talking about he hittin'
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The only one who's hitting are the ones that's currently spittin'
C C C C
We got your missy smitten rubbing on her little kitten
Em Em Em Em
Dreaming of a world that's equal for women with no division
C C C C
Boy, I tell you that's vision
Em Em Em Em
Like Tony Romo when he hitting Witten
C C C C
The Tribe be the best in they division
A# A# A# A#
Shaheed Muhammad cut it with precision
C C C C
Who can come back years later, still hit the shot?
A# A# A# A#
Still them tryna move we off the fucking block
C C
Babylon, bloodclaat
Em Em Em Em
Two pon yuh headtop
[Hook]
C C D#m
All you Black folks, you must go
C C C Em
All you Mexicans, you must go
C C C Em
And all you poor folks, you must go
C C A# A#
Muslims and gays, boy, we hate your ways
Am G#m
SSo all you bad folks, you must go
G#m
(Air raid siren 30 beats)
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