Master Of The Ceremony Chords by Chris Webby

[E] _ _ [B] _ [Em] _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _
I'ma be going hard, you can tell when I drop a line
It's like I've had my lyrics genetically modified
Sap giving me beaches like [Em] feeding a mogul
Why at the [Bm] 12 o'clock in the dark?
Cause I [Dm] rap like I'm [E] about to stuff you in your squat
It's just a choppa [B] guy
Oh [E] my god, am I blacking out again?
Like I'm [B] hanging out with [E] that Cosby guy?
Killing rappers is easy, it's swatting flies
With [Bm] that old school [F] vibe, it's just like I've been [E] fossilized
Murder shit, like they legalize the purge when I'm rapping
They choking like they having some kind of [B] allergic [E] reaction
See them nervously stretching on they [B] epidermis
And [E] now when I know [Bm] I'll leave a crime scene
Get [Dm] the surgical [E] napkins
Hack it, slash it, cut it
[B] Leaving your [E] mothafuckin' head suffering
From about [B] 20 different [E] concussions
Every time I try to get my life together
Then the fans [Bm] be like
[D] Man, what a crazy weather, yo, [E] I like him better
So [Em] alas, I give them people what they've asked for
Just get my weed, whiskey, seed and pills there, grab four
Get my razor blade and roll up 20 in [Em] my glass roar
[Bm] Meet me at [G] the back door, tell them that [E] I'm back, whore Back, [B] [Em] fuckers
[Bm] Huh, [D] let's go
[E] I can never be what you want me to be
Never realize what you want me to be
All I ever know is [B] that you're telling [Em] me
That you wish [Bm] me
You're the [A] master of the [Em]
ceremony
You're _ _ [A] the [Bm] master of the [Em] ceremony
_ _ You're [G] the master of the [E] ceremony
You're the master of the ceremony
Yeah, well, talk [B] that shit
[E] Talk that shit, we don't laugh on these fucks
A new rap song with Miley Cyrus
Sorry, [B] I don't buy [E] it
This is hip-hop, but now we all [B] fuckin' surrounded [E] by this
Rap poppin' these bottles and twerking it right on my dick
So [Bm] fuckin' numb is the culture, we're [E] like, I kinda like it
That ain't the shit you bump by yourself, [B] get inspired [E] by it
Ain't the shit that makes you start up a movement inside a riot
And give a voice to the people who need [Em] to be blindly guided
And seek [Bm] somebody to [D] follow
So I'll be the riot [E] giant to help them forget their problems
At least [B] for a fuckin' [E] moment
When they throw them beats on and I speak [B] to them, they console them
Got [E] fans?
Just know that like Caesar, you could control them
Now [Bm] what would y'all do with a [Dm] legion of fuckin' [E] Romans?
Us as entertainers, the ones with a chance to rhyme
Gotta give these people something authentic to stand behind
These rappers say they care, but it's only a camera time
Then they [Bm] go right back to rappin' about [Dm] strippers and damn it, [Em] I'm
Fuckin' sick of all this stackin' money, [B] spendin' money, [Em] throwin' money
Shit, it's a recession, most these [B] listeners are [Em] owin' money
Cash money, young money, [B] his money, her money
But chances [G] are they ain't [D] never talkin' about [E] your money Fuck money
[B] And I mean, [Em] this [D] real hip-hop shit right here
I [E] can never be what you want me to be
Never face the lies what you want me to see
All I thinkin' on is [B] that it couldn't [Em] be
That you ain't [B] see
[A] Yeah, I'm the master of the [E] ceremony
[A] _ [Em] Yeah, _ I'm the [B] master of the [Em] ceremony
_ Yeah, _ [D] I'm the master of the [E] ceremony
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [B] [E] Yeah, _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] I'm the master of the [E] ceremony