Chords for Crypt - Duh Nuh! ft. Quadeca (Official Music Video)

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[C]
[B] [C]
[B] Yo, I'm a [C] poppin' this rap like a gap in an ass, make it slap like a dad
When you [B] actin' bad, they got cash in the bag
[C] And the rogue opponents just know it's over when the flow explodes
And don't know if it's most of y'all's gold, the whole globe is so sick
Oh shit, hypnosis flow trick for shoulders so pissed
That goes to coast, we don't go solo, we on this [B] old bitch
Like hocus pocus, [C] bitch, I ain't magical
You don't compare to me, [B] we ain't compatible
Actually, [C] that's mathematically factual
Factually, all my casualties casual
Now tell me why you're back acting super irrational
Let me give it to you straight and you keep on acting [B] diagonal
I pull so many strings and [C] my tracks are actually classical
You just playin' a part where you keep on acting theatrical
I'm swift with the riffs and the bits and the sack
[B] [C]
Ask around the town, I'm down to ground [B] to pound
Put a crown on rap, [C] bounce it back while it's at bout to brag
Bitch, you can't [B] amount to half a half of the skill I [C] had when I rapped on the track
At last, when you rap alive, you assin' that [B] fat
That's facts, hello, I'm back on the track
I put the universe back on the map
I was quick in the way [C] that it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack
And it keeps stacking, breathe so much fire that it G-track
If you release slack, it on my back and you keep lacking
Hold up, [B] wait a minute, I never rap if I heat pack
And do all kinds of heat if you ask me, bitch, I ask you
We actin' ignorant
[C] Fucker
We can go in like this
We actin' ignorant
So come on
We actin' ignorant
We makin' music so sick
[B] Yeah, bitch, we [C] are actin' so fuckin' ignorant
Hold up, [B] now step back and I drop it
My pants sack is my pockets
Are [C] overflowed with the riches that come in
It overflows my [B] wallet
We actin' [C] ignorant
And we know that this [B] is
But we can rap [C] about this ignorance and make it a hit
Make it a hit, you takin' a pic
Everything I ever wanted, I'ma take em' [B] a pic
Throwin' out so many songs, that [C] shit is makin' me sick
My music green now, but I didn't wanna pay for this shit
They like, ooh, hold up, when did you show up?
Bitch, I've been a leader since Comedian Eyes
[B] I'm 124 and I know it gets like a bullet
All you shitties can't tell that I'm a kamikaze
Go, go, go
When I get up on the track, [C] it's all these motherfuckers
They cannot do what I do
Prove it, every [B] verse that I spill in the booth
I will let out my [C] soul for the tourists that ever do it
I make music and do the flow and I'm movin' the units
Renewin' everybody's faith in the music
This stupid cunt, this shit is dumb as a fuckin'
I'm runnin' this, I've had enough of bumpin' it
Cause the public listens to it and it sucks a dick
It's dumb as shit, you should be someone sitting with the auditors
Suckin' them like the oodles and noodles
And doodles of you becoming the [B] doodle
You be feuding with every human who's a virgin
Till they get [C] eager, voodoo you suck a dick
And then doodle my fucker, bitch and then boot him
You suffer, click so [B] I shoot you, I make it hidden
Then move and prove [C] another, greatest to do it
But fuck the fame and refute it, I'm in my lane
And then move in the hat, the way that I [B] kill him
They come away, I'ma show them
And if these motherfuckers ever try to stay on
Go through it
We actin' [C] ignorant
Hey!
Cause we, [B] [C] we actin' ignorant
Hey!
We makin' music so sick
Yeah, [B] bitch, we are actin' so fuckin' ignorant
[C] I step back and might drop it
My [B] pants sack is my pockets
Our overflow's with the racist act
And man, it overflows my wallet
We actin' ignorant Hey!
And we know that this is [B] a week in rep
But back [C] this ignorance and make it a hit Woo!
Oh
They used to treat me like a judge, though
Yo, yo, yo!
Now I got these bitches sayin' [B] yes, sir Ha!
Got [C] so many shirts, they think [Dm] I'm an investor
I'm an investor!
Bitch, I just [B] made a million by the [C] end of my first semester Woo!
I'm on my college, in criminal docs
And the judges bound me, more than six [B] nights of college
Being noticed by me [C] is your greatest accomplishment
Libels view me when they talkin' in conferences
What the fuck am I made of?
Ask every biologist
They can't handle my songs, got a positive process
I rap [B] so fuckin' hard, I think I ate a mice
Suffocating, see you put me to bed just like an anesthesiologist Woo!
[Gm] Hey!
[B] Yeah, bitch!
Woo!
[C]
Back in my drop it
My pants sack is my pockets Woo!
Our [C] overflow's with the racist act
And man, it overflows my [B] wallet
We actin' ignorant [C] Hey!
And we know that this is a week in rep
But back this ignorance and make it a hit [N] Woo!
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_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ Yo, I'm a [C] poppin' this rap like a gap in an ass, make it slap like a dad
When you [B] actin' bad, they got cash in the bag
[C] And the rogue opponents just know it's over when the flow explodes
And don't know if it's most of y'all's gold, the whole globe is so sick
Oh shit, hypnosis flow trick for shoulders so pissed
That goes to coast, we don't go solo, we on this [B] old bitch
Like hocus pocus, [C] bitch, I ain't magical
You don't compare to me, [B] we ain't compatible
Actually, [C] that's mathematically factual
Factually, all my casualties casual
Now tell me why you're back acting super irrational
Let me give it to you straight and you keep on acting [B] diagonal
I pull so many strings and [C] my tracks are actually classical
You just playin' a part where you keep on acting theatrical
I'm swift with the riffs and the bits and the sack
[B] _ _ _ [C] _
Ask around the town, I'm down to ground [B] to pound
Put a crown on rap, [C] bounce it back while it's at bout to brag
Bitch, you can't [B] amount to half a half of the skill I [C] had when I rapped on the track
At last, when you rap alive, you assin' that [B] fat
That's facts, hello, I'm back on the track
I put the universe back on the map
I was quick in the way [C] that it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack and it stack
And it keeps stacking, breathe so much fire that it G-track
If you release slack, it on my back and you keep lacking
Hold up, [B] wait a minute, I never rap if I heat pack
And do all kinds of heat if you ask me, bitch, I ask you
We actin' ignorant
[C] Fucker
We can go in like this
We actin' ignorant
So come on
We actin' ignorant
We makin' music so sick
[B] Yeah, bitch, we [C] are actin' so fuckin' ignorant
Hold up, [B] now step back and I drop it
My pants sack is my pockets
Are [C] overflowed with the riches that come in
It overflows my [B] wallet
We actin' [C] ignorant
And we know that this [B] is
But we can rap [C] about this ignorance and make it a hit
Make it a hit, you takin' a pic
Everything I ever wanted, I'ma take em' [B] a pic
Throwin' out so many songs, that [C] shit is makin' me sick
My music green now, but I didn't wanna pay for this shit
They like, ooh, hold up, when did you show up?
Bitch, I've been a leader since Comedian Eyes
[B] I'm 124 and I know it gets like a bullet
All you shitties can't tell that I'm a kamikaze
Go, go, go
When I get up on the track, [C] it's all these motherfuckers
They cannot do what I do
Prove it, every [B] verse that I spill in the booth
I will let out my [C] soul for the tourists that ever do it
I make music and do the flow and I'm movin' the units
Renewin' everybody's faith in the music
This stupid cunt, this shit is dumb as a fuckin'
I'm runnin' this, I've had enough of bumpin' it
Cause the public listens to it and it sucks a dick
It's dumb as shit, you should be someone sitting with the auditors
Suckin' them like the oodles and noodles
And doodles of you becoming the [B] doodle
You be feuding with every human who's a virgin
Till they get [C] eager, voodoo you suck a dick
And then doodle my fucker, bitch and then boot him
You suffer, click so [B] I shoot you, I make it hidden
Then move and prove [C] another, greatest to do it
But fuck the fame and refute it, I'm in my lane
And then move in the hat, the way that I [B] kill him
They come away, I'ma show them
And if these motherfuckers ever try to stay on
Go through it
We actin' [C] ignorant
Hey!
Cause we, _ _ [B] _ _ [C] _ _ we actin' ignorant
Hey!
We makin' music so sick
Yeah, [B] bitch, we are actin' so fuckin' ignorant
[C] I step back and might drop it
My [B] pants sack is my pockets
Our overflow's with the racist act
And man, it overflows my wallet
We actin' ignorant Hey!
And we know that this is [B] a week in rep
But back [C] this ignorance and make it a hit Woo!
Oh
They used to treat me like a judge, though
Yo, yo, yo!
Now I got these bitches sayin' [B] yes, sir Ha!
Got [C] so many shirts, they think [Dm] I'm an investor
I'm an investor!
Bitch, I just [B] made a million by the [C] end of my first semester Woo!
I'm on my college, in criminal docs
And the judges bound me, more than six [B] nights of college
Being noticed by me [C] is your greatest accomplishment
Libels view me when they talkin' in conferences
What the fuck am I made of?
Ask every biologist
They can't handle my songs, got a positive process
I rap [B] so fuckin' hard, I think I ate a mice
Suffocating, see you put me to bed just like an anesthesiologist Woo!
[Gm] Hey! _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] Yeah, bitch!
Woo!
[C] _ _ _ _
Back in my drop it
My pants sack is my pockets Woo!
Our [C] overflow's with the racist act
And man, it overflows my [B] wallet
We actin' ignorant [C] Hey!
And we know that this is a week in rep
But back this ignorance and make it a hit [N] Woo! _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _