Chords for Miilkbone-Dear Slim video

_ _ _ [B] _ Yo!
Yo!
_ _ Yo!
_ _ Yo!
_ [F#m] _ [B] Bitslim, Bitslim, before we start I ain't a fan
They call me Milkbone, my nickname ain't Stan
I'm writing this to tell you dawg, I just bought your album
I threw it out the window and my kids started poutin'
You didn't hear what I heard, the words of a nerd flirting with birds
This for me, I'm on a street light curve
You say you'll crush Milkbone, you never kept the search
I'll stay right out in Jersey, whack like I left the earth
I made it easy for you and I found you
At the sound factory, I'm solo while your whole crew surrounds you
I just wanted to battle and it's win or lose
After your wack [E] show, we'll go out and switch it for us
Your [B] crew said no, your ex said no
Only reason that I chill is cause Lex said so
So write me back soon, we'll meet up all alone
And we'll see who moans who groans, son, Milkbone
Now who's the one that said, they don't really give a fuck?
And who's the one swinging guns but you never block?
And who's the one that said you was out looking for me?
You killing my dog, I'll kill your cat, that's true
And this is for my whole crew and I do it for me
Milkbone OED and I'm looking for you
Need it, love it, leave it, live it and breathe it, repeat it
I mean it, I'm out looking for you Yeah, Slim
And I don't understand why you never wrote back
Y'all, what happened?
The chronic 2000 broke your back?
I didn't want to insult you, it's supposed to be all [G] funny
And say without [E] brain, it would've [N] all been my money
You like the color pink, so this time I think
I'm a boy from back streets with rhymes in sync
Christina looks better, Brittany looks better
Kim, she ain't bad, and just when she cook better
Take this letter and [B] love me cause it's not hate mail
If you got dropped from your label, you're a single white female
By the way, my son wants to know, how can you dance?
On stage dropping your pants with an empty glock in your hand
I told him you're a good actor, told him you're a good rapper
Told him I could relate, you know white boy in a hard back
Look, please Slim, write me back, call me on the phone
1 [N]-800-SLIM-N-KILL-I-MILKBONE
Now who's the one that said, they don't really give a fuck?
And who's the one swinging guns, but you never fuck?
And who's the one that said, you was out looking for me?
You killing my dog, I'll kill your cat, that's true
And this is for my whole crew, but I do it for me
Hold me, no P-O-E-D, and I'm looking for you
Need it, love it, leave it, live it, and breathe it
Repeat it, I mean it, I'm out looking for you
Yeah Slim, yeah, fuck damn
[B] Mr.
Madness, Mr.
Nothin' at it
You dissing me on your second LP and I'm fucking at it
Add it and multiply, be this copycat
Bring your ass to Jersey, ride, Redman ain't got your back
I got no beef with your crew, just you, let it be quoted
Coming at me with a gun down in the club, better be loaded
So bring it back, sing a rap, you ain't the king of jack
You the best, cuss the lot, when all your boys sling it crack
I'm eating all the fat kids with dreams of being slim
All the magazines are on with the magazines I put in
I ain't jealous, in fact I like you, we could be mans
We had a change of [E] plans, and [B] you could be standing
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_ [C#] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ who's the one that said, they don't really give a fuck?
And who's the one swinging guns, but you never fuck?
And who's the one that said, you was out looking for [G#] me?
You killing my dog, I'll kill your [B] cat, that's true
And this is for my whole crew, but I do it for me
Me, Lupi O'Leary and I'm looking for you
Need it, love it, leave it, live it, and breathe it, repeat it
I mean it, I'm out looking for you Be Slim _ _ _ _ _
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