Chords for Royce da 5'9" - Caterpillar ft. Eminem, King Green

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_ _ You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will [F] not be able to plug in, [F#] turn on, and cop.
[F] You [F#] will not be able to lose [F] yourself on Skag and skip out [F#] for beer during commercials
[F] because the revolution will not be televised.
_ [F#] Just right here for the number [F] one.
Number [G#m] one's here [F#] with your number [F] one.
You [F#] ain't number one, just another [F] one.
Now [N] everybody saying that they number one.
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps firing.
Oh, we in the war, where butterflies keep dying. _ _
[F] I'm a product [B] of Parker Lewis and Koufiak.
If I didn't do this, where in the fuck would you be at?
See, there's a difference between us.
When I spit in [C#] arenas, you would strip from my [Bm] penis.
I eat lions and sip [A#] hyenas.
You number one when it comes to slaughtering mites.
I'm trying to be [F#] number one in my son and daughter [A#] life.
All you niggas, my little rapper babies.
Y'all my children, y'all bit my shit and contracted [F] rabies.
Don't you gravy [F#] neck to these rappers, baby, that's [F] degrading.
My style got so [B] many different facets.
I'm switching [F] to so many different [B] batches.
I'm skipping class to be [E] fascinating.
My penis like [B] Big Ben and shit, just a classic [F] waiting.
Your favorite rapper [G#] come at me, I [D#m] just [F] decapitated.
I'll hit [B] congratulate in these hash-bits who had me [F] high.
These rappers only [B] one day match us because they [F] strategize.
I bring Attica to [B] these patterns and here's my battle [F#] cry.
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar's firing.
[N] Oh, we in a war, where butterflies keep dying.
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Hey, [A#] it's [B] right here for the number [F] one.
Number one's here with your number one.
Who ain't number one, just another one.
Everybody saying that the number [A#] one can't take your number one quick.
Number [A#m] one soul get your number [F#] one chick.
Number one fly [G#] with your number one kick.
[F#] When it's all done, [G#] then your number gon' swing.
[F#] Hold up, wait [F] a minute, guess what I'ma never [Bm] do?
Show so much respect to you that I feel like we're friends.
So now we no longer competitors.
[F] That could be the death of [F#] you.
Never let someone who's [F] not as smart as you.
Catch you [Bm] up and show you something you never [F] knew.
Always stay professional, [G#] you always [B] gon' make [F] revenue.
Don't let people next to [B] you that don't want the best for [F] you.
It's completely normal [B] to hold on to a briquette or two.
I do what I wanna do, they do what I let them [F] do.
Everything [B] niggas been saying is a fucking [F] lie.
There's nothing [B] I can say to you that is [C#] real.
Remember [F#] when you praising the [C#] butterfly.
Don't you ever disrespect the fucking caterpillar.
[B] It's right here for the number [E] one.
Number one's here [B] with your number one.
You ain't number one, just another one.
[A#m] Now everybody saying that they number one kid.
Think your number [A#] one quick.
Number [F] one soul, get your number [A#] one chick.
Number one fly with your number one kick.
When [F] it's all done, then your number [F#] gon' swing.
[A#m]
You're looking at a [B] chiller, the psychopath, the killer, the [F] caterpillar.
Don't tell [B] me when I'm supposed to rap until it's best to leave.
When your favorite rapper ain't even half as ill as [E] Abyssinia.
The tracks of a nana pill, a tacket of [B] silverback gorilla.
You're having a little trouble fathoming this is actually happening.
Like Anderson Silva back when he snapped his shin in half.
And then had his shit hanging by a flap of skin.
After he tried to plant the shit back on the Madigan.
Had to pin him baddie like I'm this when they're blinking a lot.
You copy me but you're not.
You can't be butterflies.
My offspring's a dismoss.
I see that thing on my faucet and rip the wings of it off.
[F] So ring the alarm, pull the [F#] extinguishers off the wall.
Set [B] the sprinklers off like Jada Pinkett in Greenland.
Sleeper to [F] the shingles, come off the hook, wheel [B] shout at the ceiling.
Slaughterhouse in the building, middle fingers aloft.
[F] Say what I think when I rhyme and [F#] ink pen I talk.
In a language [E] I speak, it's my mind.
Pink pen [D#m] and penguin combined.
Spit like [F] it's king of the daughters.
Single [B] I thought I'd think I would help you distinguish.
Apart the brot from the cream of the crop.
Wait a minute, hold up like a flash card.
Damn dog, is that copy and a pan homage?
Sad because dad taught you to rap as a damn toddler.
My dad is your grandfather, I have to re-hatch on you.
Come back as a black waddle, half yellow jacket you can't swaddle.
[A#] Sasquatch dancing on top of an ant.
Trample it and stomp it, smash it and stand on it.
Damn it, I can't stop [E] it, the rap is [B] a badge.
And I'm going in like a tampon in this bitch, it's a manslaughter.
Stamping out grasshoppers, you can't be no rap gods.
In fact, you're exact opposite.
You make a wax off and can't hold [F] a candle.
But even Danielson [A#] wax off.
You [F] jackoffs need to come [F#] to grips like a handjob.
[G#] The [F#] boom bap is coming back with [G#] an axe.
To mumble rap, [F#] mumma jack what a hacksaw.
[F] Number one but [F#] my pencils are number twos.
Cause [F] that's all I do is when I'm pooping my [F#] suit.
And I'm burning down like [F] a prostitute when I'm dropping [B] a deuce.
And when I'm producing them lyrical power movements.
These beats are like my saloon.
Cause these bars always got my snooze in [F#] them.
And I don't need [F] Madame [B] Musel to loosen them.
Bitch, it is [F] real like I pooped Jerusalem.
[F#] I'm about to go [C#] spinning off the [B] cocoon.
And I'm cutting you from your mother's [F#] womb.
And I'm flushing you. _ _
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