Chords for cpo-homicide

Yeah, well if you're the sheriff you better get these men on the ground get three coffins ready
Welcome to Hummus _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Hey yo, into the city, for the world is dark and demented
Rattles like a savage, the rhythm because I sent
Nigga push the bass, 9 to 8, away and beaver
To both the walls and the house of the grand reef, yo
Bump up the funk level then increase the overtone
Punks and peasants, by do the king of the throne
About to bust like a lunatic, got the gauge at the max
Suckers that wish to overthrow, step the fuck back
This is madness and I'm the head madman
Shocker in the straitjacket, so loosen up the straps
And yo, I'ma get done with this funky continuum and have
Little nation to see me on psychopath
You can't demolish the pedestal [F#] of the ruler
Fuckers who be lacking [D] knowledge, I guess I had to school [Fm] ya
Need a reminder of the fact, I'm the eradicator
CP2 radical, capital gladiator
Animal out of a cage, as far as I'm bending em
Even when the tempo slow, I swing like a pendulum
Solid as a sucker, cause I'm a deadly motherfucker
When your face and my gauge collide, you become a victim of homicide
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_ _ _ _ Check it, this is a warning, so you don't step off when I'm on the scene
Forget, expect to catch or let me check on my guillotine
Beware when I rush, your skull I will crush like a mallet
Cause I'm the minute, just like I said in the ballot
No McKenders in the posse allowed
For the wack and new Jackson stack, I'm practicing my lack
Back in the south, I can face your ally, your nation incredible
But when I'm down, stepping repeating defeat was inevitable
Mistaken for being unarmed, but my tongue is like a pistol
Intercontinental ballistic missile
Fired with the fury from the raging radiation
Obliterate, suckers to battle me, it's fatal to rattle me
For [N] those who requested relocation, no, permission denied
There's no escape, your fate not even [Fm] suicide
Push down the lever on the block, so I can explode
Drop like the bomb of satomic, on to the next load
No, I'm not just an image, I'm the reality
Living incarnation of the dark side of mortality
A nightmare brought to life
With the primary purpose of making you die
Cause my business is strictly homicide _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ The sound in the background is the melodical rhythm of the minister
MC been manufactured to be symbolic and sinister
And step off when I float, listen to intuitions kicking a bitch
And Tony's Inquisitions of CBO
It's a method I kept in my autobiography
Like a weapon in dead, and the have step in and follow me
Before I dismember, virtue will send a blackening glimmer of oak
And wake them up when they dream and they don't
I'm speaking specialized when I'm hyping these mesmerizers
And enemies that attack, then I figure
That if they should succeed to get any bigger
Then I'ma have to trigger, when the ruthless execution of niggas
[D#] So, the [N] one who can all keep the weapons intact
Didn't you know I [D] was stepping with the villain in [Fm] black
It's too late to escape the spot, I'm having none of it
[N] So when the bass drops, prepare for perils of punishment
[Fm] It's a thunderstorm, and up your ass, I'ma take a victory flag
And stick it up on the first, first time I lunatic
But when it comes to death, I kill to see you die
For the third will commit a homicide _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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