Chords for P110 - Shotty Horroh & Lyrican [Scene Smasher]

I never break, I only [C] accelerate like
[G] _ _ [C]
Like
[G] _ [C] Up to bed [G] like
_ [C] _
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[D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#] Aye
_ Manchester
Jai Haro Lyrical
_ Aye
Yo
_ Goes like [A] this
Yo, be the king on my debut
All respect and all praise you
But after that whoever's clashing at him is a standard character
And brave [D#] dude in Toronto with a saurus
I was leaning off that grey dude
And these bitches all love Taurus
You know what it is from the minute that we came through
When you're out here on those same moves
Miss here, ain't shit here
I toe tag and I body [N] bag
Crowd reaction, you bitch cheers
When these kids hear what I spit here
Then it's inferior, riot
Kids [F] hear what I spit here
Then these kids there will go fire
You with us, heads on my wall
[A] Ears on my necklace
Trophies in my cabinet
Eggs in my breakfast
I don't give a fuck if they don't [F] like it
But I get up in the face but I guarantee they're gonna respect it
I toe tag and I chalk them out
And I line them up for forensics Aye!
[N] What's happening?
You alright?
Good man, you got me Yes
Shoutouts to Birmingham
Manchester in the house
Shoutouts to the shop
Alright, ok
Ok
[G#] I'm just getting bigger
They [C#] keep asking if I'm taking steps
Bitch I'll still be running shit
Even if you break my legs
If you've got the title I'm a jacket bitch Avery Rex
[G] We'll go the round, comes back [C#] around again like paper sets
Make sure you're filming
This is [A#m] history in the making
I hate the pigs, I don't eat bacon
[C#] That's right, Assalamu Alaikum
This here's gonna be a [F] bloodbath
I suggest you wear an apron
That's a bitch who brings me pain
I guess it's all just dominatrix
Wait, [Dm] hold [B] on
There's no one like me in the industry
And even if you claw my ass
You still wouldn't be as ill as me
The only way I'm [C#] getting rid of the competition
Is by killing me
This music, this is cutthroat
It's ok, I brought my guillotine
This is for the DJs who play my shit
Cause they know the truth
My time is like the roof of a synagogue
It's so overdue
[G] If you don't get that last line
It probably went over you
But rewind it back and listen again
And you'll know it's over too
I was ready last year and the year before
And the year before
And the year before
And the year before
But I closed the ride for five years
Just to make sure
Like a referee I really know the score
It's game over boy, put away the ball
My stamina's too great, I ain't gonna fall
I'm knocking [G#] my enemies down, hitting them while they crawl
[C#] I grew up in a grimy hood
Knives and guns inside your lung
We ride for fun, your time is done
My rhymes are dumb, my pants are run
One phone call, the slimes will come
All I could [F#] do was hide or run
They reckon it's a ride, [D#] I'ma ride this drum
Too sick for that, I'm a mind rhythm mom
[C#] I'm fresh out of the ghetto
With my foot up on the pedal
I'm winning, giving my medal
He's joking that I'm a level
My look at me, I'm a rebel
I grew up in hell, so many memories of the devil
I don't really understand where I come from guys
But bang, don't [D#] pass out and jump on
I want to eat, you know I'm getting my lunch on
Too [G] many haters, I'm probably gonna punch one
Bang, this is for my team
I'ma rep them till I dare die
[C#] Till I'm in a coffin and I'm staring at the sky
In an all black suit with a black silk tie
Come to think of it, we never really die
We go to the other side and that's so nice
I can throw [A#m] parties in the afterlife
And let big L at Pat kill a mic, hey
While I switch the [C#] flow
Show you the definition of a rich and know
I ain't gonna stop till I reach him, no
Kicking it in my [F] whip, the sickest hoe
That's why I work so much
So I can get checks and be worth so much
You don't wait a boss when your girl don't cook
My chief's a chef, made her learn [C#] those books
The L stands for lyrics
[C#] The Y stands for why the fuck don't you get it
The I stands for ripping apart this ribbon
The I stands for intelligence and vision
[D#] The C's for the champagne, I'm sipping
The A's for the animal in me and I ain't kidding
The N's for night night, [G#] I'ma kill em
And I ain't going to prison, I'm a professional billing
[C#] I've got too many sounds and I'm only going in one [D#] direction
That's straight to the top my brethren
When I come through with your wife who's hence been
Like the girl in the Exorcist
You'll be trying to find where the exit is
[F] I'm blowing off your ex's piff
I hate her but she's one sexy [C#] bitch
Oh well, you win some, you lose some
Don't be blaming me for what you've done
I handle minor, you know this
Wake the fuck up and smell the roses
Lyricans this, lyricans that
Lyricans fake, lyricans wack
[D#] Lyricans real, lyricans fat
The whole world shake for lyrican rap
I told you I'd get right to where I'm standing now
Riding for my dogs, behave yourself
I bring the man them out
Have your family rocking [D#] black and white
Looking like a gang of cows
[G] Fighting over who's going to get the car
The money and the [C#] house
Fucking greedy, that's how everybody really is
[A#m] Most people are fake, I'm glad I know the ones I'm [C#] really with
One time I almost gave up rap for God, [Dm] I really did
But then I thought to myself, if I only know what I like to do
How can I really live?
[C] _ [B] Now I'm running next to it
Everyone I knew gave up
It was always someone next to quit
They was [C#] moving way too slow
I was moving extra [D#] quick
Now I've got crazy few more fans
Who call me up and me sex and spit
Either times are changing
Or I've changed the times
I'm [C#] Tony Hawk, I'm overboard
And I'm on a major grind
At least these dudes can never [F] say I never gave them signs
I ain't even scared of their potential
I'm afraid of mine
Yo, stick one of them hands up
Let me see your middle fingers taking out
Pick one of them slags up
And make a show of titties to everyone in the crowd
I'm drunk, I wanna roll my gang up
I'm with a couple of duggies in a place right now
I'm drunk, I wanna roll my gang up
I'm with a couple of duggies in a place right now
I'm sipping on [D#] my Jager
Pissing off my neighbor
They say I play way too loud
And the weed in the house makes it smell like Jamaica
You can shut the fuck up now
Or you can shut the fuck up later
If you think I'm fucked up now
Well I'll be fucked up later
Singing March Team, March Team
Hot drinks and [C#] strong weed
Everybody here's got a cron cheese
With two lungs looking blacker than a goth [G#] gene
So where the fuck is my bottle of Jack Daniels?
I've already finished the Patron, [A#] I'm lean
See me down the stage with the middle fingers taking [N] notes
See me, March Team on the scene
Screaming March Team, March Team Aye, you
Lyrican, Shawty, [C] Manchester
It's history in the making
P1,1, oh motherfucker _ _ _ _ _ _