Raid

Bmadd9 C#m How DOOM hold heat and preach non-violence? Dmaj7 C#m Shhh, he about to start the speech, c'mon, silence Emadd9 F#madd8 F#madd10 On one starry night, I saw the light Gmaj7 F#madd8 F#madd10 Heard a voice that sound like Barry White, said "Sure you're right" Bmadd9 C#madd8 Don't let me find out who tried to bite Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 They better off goin' to fly a kite in a firefight Emadd9 F#madd8 F#madd10 During tornado time with no coat than I caught ya Gmaj7 F#madd8 F#madd10 Wrote the book on rhymes, a note from the author Bmadd9 C#madd8 With no headshot, he said it's been a while Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 Emadd9 Got a breadwinner style to get a inner child a thinner smile F#madd8 F#madd10 Gmaj7 And that's no exaggeration F#madd8 F#madd10 Bmadd9 The doctor told a patient "It's all in your imagination, negro" C#madd8 Ahh, what do he know? Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 Emadd9 About the buttery flow, he need to cut the ego F#madd8 F#madd10 Gmaj7 Trippin', to date the Metal Fellow been rippin' flows F#madd8 F#madd10 Since New York plates was ghetto yellow Bmadd9 C#madd8 With broke blue writing, this is too exciting Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 Folks leave out the show feelin' truly enlightened Emadd9 F#madd8 F#madd10 They say "The Villain been spitting enough lightning Gmaj7 F#madd8 F#madd10 To rock shock the Boogie Down to Brighton," alright, then Instr Break 2x Bmadd9 C#madd8 Dmaj7 C#madd10 Emadd9 F#madd8 F#madd10 Gmaj7 F#madd8 F#madd10 Bmadd9 C#madd8 How M.ED hold heat like Clint East is reborn? Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 Leave you with more holes than a dartboard Emadd9 F#madd8 F#madd10 Gmaj7 Haters watch him, Hennessy double shot drink F#madd8 F#madd10 Bmadd9 Like the answer to the problem's at the bottle's bottom C#madd8 C#madd10 Dmaj7 Uhh, from the bottom, top that homey, pay how you owe me C#madd10 C#madd8 Emadd9 My niggas take no like Kobe F#madd8 F#madd10 Even with the the arms of the Hulk, you couldn't hold me Gmaj7 F#madd8 F#madd10 Bmadd9 From gettin mines, stogies be rolled, smokin and gettin by Thanks to rap I ain't got a dime C#madd8 C#madd10 Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 Emadd9 Got me sneakin' out of checkout lines with bottles by the waistside F#madd8 F#madd10 Gmaj7 Yeah, smack 'em in the face, let 'em taste pride F#madd8 F#madd10 Bmadd9 Face trial, end up washed up like the shorelines C#madd8 C#madd10 Do or die ride, how the dead return Dmaj7 C#madd10 C#madd8 Emadd9 Street turns, keep me in this dirt like an earthworm F#madd8 F#madd10 What he spit hits and grows, will brothers ever learn Gmaj7 F#madd8 F#madd10 Worth a word, chat with a nerd, meeting adjourned