Chords for Big Pun - You aint a killa

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[Ebm] [Bbm] [Bb] Of course, [Bbm] recognize the accent, one of the [Ebm] last living
Still in action, [Bbm] genital assassin
Caption any crack, blasting any text
Smashing any chest, [Gb] passing any text
Charles Manson in the flesh, any [Ebm] last request
Before you meet [Bbm] Jamaica, so what you reap or [Ebm] wake up
Shaking up a storm [Bbm] like Anita Baker
I'll take you straight to hell to fill your heart with hate
Incarcerate your [Ebm] fate in Satan's fire, relate
[Bbm] Then I'll lock the gate, make no mistake
This shit is real as joke, we follow the killer's [Ebm] code
When we come for you, tell [Bbm] me where will you go?
Nowhere [Ebm] to run, hide, I'll find you [Bbm] in silence
It's crazy, even [Ebm] if you kill me, I'll still be [Bbm] in your fucking dreams
You ain't a killer, still learning how to walk
From New [Bb] York to Cali, all the real [Bbm] niggas gotta talk
Walk in from death, won't even talk that he's the best
Grabbed from watch the [Ebm] left rack, it ain't where you're [F] from
This bitch has made a grave mistake
[Bbm] Shouldn't have come here, you changed your fate
Your brains will [Ebm] make the debut on the table [Bbm] when I raise the stakes
The [Ebm] pain is great, but only for a [Bbm] second
It starts stronger, [Ebm] less is just when you rest
And [Bbm] all my ancestors left [Ebm] them are so distressed
Bless [Bbm] them with no regrets
[Ebm] Welcome to hell, sun, the threshold [Bbm] of death
Face the [Ebm] serpent, I blaze your person, [Bbm] you get raised for certain
Even [Ebm] Jake's no trace to work, you close the [F] gates, the curtains are hurting
Head to feel, you really trying to [Bbm] bring the pain
There's nothing more satisfying than when you're crying, screaming my name
It's not [Ebm] a game, it's purple rain, [Bbm] floods of blood stains
Big guns, my [Ebm] thug's name, busting my guns, [Bbm] that's my love thing
Split your jugs, aim and snap your Adam's apple
Draw a map and tackle your [Ebm] corpse, hoist it on a cross
[Bbm] That's a tabernacle, that'll have to hurt
I'm working body, killer burst, the curse through [Ebm] Vida
Like a [Bbm] brujería verse, I'm worse than anything [Ebm] you've ever been through
Sick [Bbm] in the head and mental, [Ebm] essentially meant to be
Soul thread against you when you awaken
Your manhood will [Bbm] be taken, fake it like you [Ebm] safe
When I'm the rhyming [Bbm] abomination
You [Bb] ain't a killer, you still [Bbm] learning how to walk
From New York to Cali, all the real niggas carry chalk
Mocking for death, won't even talk that he's the best crap
From rocks to left rack, it ain't where you're from, it's where you got
You [Bb] ain't a killer, you still [Bbm] learning how to walk
From New York to Cali, all the real niggas carry chalk
Mocking for death, won't even talk that he's the best crap
From rocks to [F] left rack, it ain't where you're from, [Bbm] it's where you got
It's hard to [Ebm] analyze which guys are spies
[Bbm] Be advised, people we [Ebm] recognize who lies
It's all in the eyes, take all we read and see them for what they are
These an undercover cause, taking my picture like [Bbm] I'm a fucking star
I'm [Ebm] up to par, my game is in a [Bbm] smash
Sound familiar than the [Ebm] stats, ask for which guy's [Bbm] first name and last
I [Ebm] stand and fight if my men are [Bbm] rowdy
Give me the mini [Ebm] shot of your body, you nigga, [Bbm] for a penny probably
[F] I'm obligated to anything [Bbm] if it's promulgated
If it's shine, I'll take it, still in my prime and I finally made it
I hate the fact that I'm the last edition
Probably a stats [Ebm] magician, could've went to college and [Bbm] been a math physician
[Ebm] Bad decisions get me out the [Bbm] game, now I'm strictly off a [Ebm] crane
Doing things to fiends, I doubt you ever dreamed
My team's the meanest thing you ever [Bbm] seen
Measured by the heavens, [Ebm] came down to the [Bbm] devil's imagination
Never ever screamed so loud, I'm proud to be alive
Most heads die by
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[Ebm] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Bb] Of course, [Bbm] recognize the accent, one of the [Ebm] last living
Still in action, [Bbm] genital assassin
Caption any crack, blasting any text
Smashing any chest, [Gb] passing any text
Charles Manson in the flesh, any [Ebm] last request
Before you meet [Bbm] Jamaica, so what you reap or [Ebm] wake up
Shaking up a storm [Bbm] like Anita Baker
I'll take you straight to hell to fill your heart with hate
Incarcerate your [Ebm] fate in Satan's fire, relate
[Bbm] Then I'll lock the gate, make no mistake
This shit is real as joke, we follow the killer's [Ebm] code
When we come for you, tell [Bbm] me where will you go?
Nowhere [Ebm] to run, hide, I'll find you [Bbm] in silence
It's crazy, even [Ebm] if you kill me, I'll still be [Bbm] in your fucking dreams
You ain't a killer, still learning how to walk
From New [Bb] York to Cali, all the real [Bbm] niggas gotta talk
Walk in from death, won't even talk that he's the best
Grabbed from watch the [Ebm] left rack, it ain't where you're [F] from
This bitch has made a grave mistake
[Bbm] Shouldn't have come here, you changed your fate
Your brains will [Ebm] make the debut on the table [Bbm] when I raise the stakes
The [Ebm] pain is great, but only for a [Bbm] second
It starts stronger, [Ebm] less is just when you rest
And [Bbm] all my ancestors left [Ebm] them are so distressed
Bless [Bbm] them with no regrets
[Ebm] Welcome to hell, sun, the threshold [Bbm] of death
Face the [Ebm] serpent, I blaze your person, [Bbm] you get raised for certain
Even [Ebm] Jake's no trace to work, you close the [F] gates, the curtains are hurting
Head to feel, you really trying to [Bbm] bring the pain
There's nothing more satisfying than when you're crying, screaming my name
It's not [Ebm] a game, it's purple rain, [Bbm] floods of blood stains
Big guns, my [Ebm] thug's name, busting my guns, [Bbm] that's my love thing
Split your jugs, aim and snap your Adam's apple
Draw a map and tackle your [Ebm] corpse, hoist it on a cross
[Bbm] That's a tabernacle, that'll have to hurt
I'm working body, killer burst, the curse through [Ebm] Vida
Like a [Bbm] brujería verse, I'm worse than anything [Ebm] you've ever been through
Sick [Bbm] in the head and mental, [Ebm] essentially meant to be
Soul thread against you when you awaken
Your manhood will [Bbm] be taken, fake it like you [Ebm] safe
When I'm the rhyming [Bbm] abomination
You [Bb] ain't a killer, you still [Bbm] learning how to walk
From New York to Cali, all the real niggas carry chalk
Mocking for death, won't even talk that he's the best crap
From rocks to left rack, it ain't where you're from, it's where you got
You [Bb] ain't a killer, you still [Bbm] learning how to walk
From New York to Cali, all the real niggas carry chalk
Mocking for death, won't even talk that he's the best crap
From rocks to [F] left rack, it ain't where you're from, [Bbm] it's where you got
It's hard to [Ebm] analyze which guys are spies
[Bbm] Be advised, people we [Ebm] recognize who lies
It's all in the eyes, take all we read and see them for what they are
These an undercover cause, taking my picture like [Bbm] I'm a fucking star
I'm [Ebm] up to par, my game is in a [Bbm] smash
Sound familiar than the [Ebm] stats, ask for which guy's [Bbm] first name and last
I [Ebm] stand and fight if my men are [Bbm] rowdy
Give me the mini [Ebm] shot of your body, you nigga, [Bbm] for a penny probably
[F] I'm obligated to anything [Bbm] if it's promulgated
If it's shine, I'll take it, still in my prime and I finally made it
I hate the fact that I'm the last edition
Probably a stats [Ebm] magician, could've went to college and [Bbm] been a math physician
[Ebm] Bad decisions get me out the [Bbm] game, now I'm strictly off a [Ebm] crane
Doing things to fiends, I doubt you ever dreamed
My team's the meanest thing you ever [Bbm] seen
Measured by the heavens, [Ebm] came down to the [Bbm] devil's imagination
Never ever screamed so loud, I'm proud to be alive
Most heads die by