Beef Rap Chords by Mf Doom

[Eb] I haven't eaten all day, how am I gonna do this?
Yeah, don't wait for her man, don't wait for her.
I'll tell you what [Bb] man, come with me now.
And you know, I'll get you [Gb] some lunch, I'll hook you up with some [C] guys in the back, you know, no problem.
I hear you, that's cool.
Alright, cool.
Hey, can't you guys just wait here about a half hour, man?
Yo, I'll be back man, I'm just gonna munch up a little bit man, I'm pretty hungry.
No, [F] let him come [B] back.
Here you will find food for your body, [Ab] as well as [Gb] a comfort for your troubled mind.
[G] _
[B] Of _ _ [Ab] course my friend, [E] what haven't [F] you had?
[Gb] I'm [B] not_
_ [Gb] _ [D] What [A] food has last?
_ _ [B] _ Regular [Bb] storage [Gb] procedure, [A] the same as the other food.
What [B] other [C] food?
[F] [E] Beef, [C] _
_ [D] [Ebm] roast beef, [E] [B] sirloin, [C] pork, [B] lamb.
[E]
Well, [C] _ [D] _ [Eb] _ [B] next morning I went to the store [Ab] to get the [B] food.
[C] Where's the money?
[Bb] They're arrested.
[B] I'll save you.
[Gb] Thank you.
[B] Would you [Ab] like a [Db] snack?
[C] Thank you for the drink.
[D] You can [B] take part [Gb] six.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ Our prisoner is here today, [Ab]
he is a good guy.
_ _ _ [Bm] Enough, you [Fm] talk of the people's rights.
The people [Gb] have only those rights which [D] I [Ab] choose to give them.
[B] That is for their own [Fm] good, believe [Bb] me.
[Fm] I do too.
[D] _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gbm] _ _ [Gb] _ They must work [Db] faster.
[Ebm] But the [F] prisoner_
Ah, yes, the young [D] traitor who has tried to turn my [Eb] people against me.
Watch him.
I have special plans. _
_ [D] _ _ _ Beef wrap, you need to get in seas caps, or even a roof, or mom do some grief [Am] crap.
[C] I suggest a change of [Eb] diet, [D] you can eat a high blood pressure if you fry it, or even a stroke, heart attack, heart disease.
It ain't no starting back once all of [Am] these start to squeeze.
[B] Take the easy [Cm] way out, phony, [C] until [D] then they know they wouldn't be talking abalone in the bullpen.
So [A] disgusting, pardon self, cause I've discussed this.
We [D] talk of wealth and shit and they ain't never seen the [Am] justice.
Bust [Cm] this like a [Gb] cold milk from my [D] portal.
Batteries, some Brillo and some foil here, boil it.
[Eb] You'd be better [D] off if you'd see glued.
And it's a feud so don't be in no [F] TV mood.
[E] Every week it's [A] mystery [Bb] meets seaweed [D] stew.
Food, we need food.
[A] He wears a mask just [D] to cover the raw flesh.
A rather ugly brother with clothes [Gb] that's gorgeous.
Drop dead joints, hit the whips like bird [D] shit.
They need it like a hole in their head or a third tit.
A raw smell, this card say, ah, hell.
Barred from all bars and kicked out [Am] the car valve.
Keep a hooker where [Gb] the jar [D] fell.
Anchor, but cheap hooker that's off the hook like Mar-Vell.
Top bleeding, maybe [A] fill it with the loaded rod gear.
Stop feeding babies colored, sugar-coated [Am] large squares.
The [Eb] odd pair of swears and God fears.
[D] Even when it's rotten, [A] you've gotten through the hard years.
I wrote this note around New Year's.
Off a couple of [D] shots and a [Eb] few beers, [Gb] but who cares?
[Cm] Enough about me, it's [C] about the [D] beats.
Not about the streets and who's food he about to [A] eat.
A rhyming cannibal who dressed to kill and cynical.
Whether it's an animal, [F] vegetable, or mineral.
[A] It's a miracle how he gets so lyrical
and proceeds to [D] move the crowd [A] like an old Negro spiritual.
Pour a mil, do a commercial for Mellow Yellow.
[D] Tell them devils, [Am] hell no, say I don't jello.
[Em] We hollered, [Eb] krillz, [E] she [Eb] swallowed pills.
[D] He followed, flee, call it three dollar bills.
[A] He squirreled for [D] Halalville, they y'all appeal.
Dig the real, it's how the big [Gb] ballers deal.
[Ab] Quirrell or L after every [D] meal.
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [A] _ [Eb] _
[B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ What up [Dm] to all rappers?
Shut up with your shutting up and keep your shirt on
or use a button [Am] up.
[E] Yuck, [Eb] these new [Bb] rhymers are stripping [D] nails.
Out of work jerks since they shut down [A] Shippendales.
They're chipping nails, [D] doom, chipping scales.
Let alone the pre-orders that's counted off [Am] shipping sales.
This one goes out to all my [E] people.
Skip and [D] bail, dip in [A] jail, whip and tail, and sip and L.
Like the doobie till it glow like a ruby.
After which they couldn't find a [Dm] villain like [Am] Scooby.
He's in the [Eb] lab on [Gb] some old Buddha [D] monk shit.
Overproofed drunk shit, Buddha thunk it.
Try and ask why ours be better.
Could be the iron mask or the Cosby [F] sweater.
Yes you, who's screwed by the [D] dude on the CD, noob.
We need food.
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