Knowledge God Chords by Raekwon

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Fuck, you know what I'm saying?
So you let my shit go, it's down to three [B] though, you know what I'm saying?
[Cm] Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights, we snacks, links politics
[F] Africans and chicks, [C] wild world of sport
Niggas snort coke by the seconds
Niggas projects [Am] filled with fiends and [C] Jackin
Morphine, the guard team, more grape
And upstate, cousin Reek
[Am] Almost got hit with [Cm] 14, chill pa
The guard'll be your star [B] when you come home
Like [Am] Boone's and let you rock my 3G store
[Cm] So see cousin, yo I was workin', cats I'm jerkin'
In uptown, [Am] these niggas acting like they hurting [C] geeks
24 brick, Colombians be on some [C] bullshit
[Am] That's why Papi got hit, [Cm] stay tuned, word up
I hope to see you in June
By the way, I seen your [Am] bitch, she was up in this catch [Cm] room
Skid up, weave the fuck up
The top of the hook beat up
With two [A] crack beans hugging your seat [Cm] up
I took care of that, though
But don't worry about it
I got your [F] back, though
[C] Why's my niggas always yelling that bro shit?
Let's get money, [Am] son, now you on the [C] smoke shit
Joke up, yo, the sun don't chill a lot
What's the [Am] name's mathematics, son?
I [Cm] lie like cash man
Last year, my team caught bodies in Grasmere
Hit [F] a store owner named Mike [G#] Lovoga
Italiano, slanted eye, banging the fat [Am] Milano
Selling coke right out the [Cm] bottle sometime
A nigga bought nines to test for mines
Crazy [Am] piece buying keys in Greece
[Cm] Was a rich nigga
Picture the nigga without dope figures
Condo with his chick rocking the gold vicar
Mafia flicks, [C] tying up chicks
Teaching [Am] his seed, Wu-Tang [Cm] karate
Mixing drinks in clubs
Hairy chest with mini mix
[Am] Nighttime rolling with space
[Cm] Extra live, he claimed he couldn't die
Top rank, 16 shots [Am] in his fist
Said, [Cm] in his flat Verona
He named the marijuana smoking concha
[F] Pouring his weed by [C] Sandra
Claiming New York was ancient Babylon
Where the sky stayed the [Am] color of gray
Like everyone [Cm] I get in front, though
Chuck low to end, though
Sooner, close, slow
[Am] His ass is out now, [Cm] tally-ho
Why's my niggas always yelling that broke shit?
Let's get [F] money, son
Now you wanna [Cm] smoke shit?
Chill, girl
Yo, the son don't chill a lot
What's [A] today's mathematics, son?
[C] Knowledge, girl
Why's my niggas always yelling that broke shit?
Let's get [A] money, son
Now you wanna [C] smoke shit?
Chill, girl
Yo, the son don't chill a lot
What's [A] today's mathematics, son?
[Cm] Knowledge, girl
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[C] Why's my niggas always yelling that broke shit?
Let's get money, son
Now you wanna smoke shit?
Chill, girl
Yo, the [C#] son don't chill a lot
What's today's mathematics, son?
[C] Knowledge, girl
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