Chords for Meyhem Lauren - 'Got The Fever' NYC Graffiti New York City

_ _ [Db] Word up man [Eb] fat cats and shit
[Ab] _ pilots and shit
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Homemade [Ab] layups the whole shit man for my real [Eb] graph niggas _
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[Ab] I'll reminisce days [Eb] wearing all black pain in my [F] knapsack summer squash fellow calling me
I had to [Ab] wreck that freaking for an inside
I'm working the [F] outline late make a strip shine nigga
I [Ab] take my tags on the [Eb] J line eat train [F] tunnels flat blacks guys backs fat caps by the [Ab] bundles
It was [Eb] like that take my spot.
I'll be [F] right back and staff a major stomp locks [Eb] and Asia
My brusto's the labor about to give birth to [F] flavor
Vandal squad cops play blocks in the less [Eb] a man trying to catch niggas right in they name looking for [F] fame
Sometimes you get locked.
It's just part of the game
[Ab] Antifreeze in my [Eb] Griffin.
I was making a stain [F] first part of the back of the train simple to [Ab] play record racks
Watch [Eb] something I'm down leaving them [F] slain real soft sungrass on the brain.
It wasn't [Ab] saying I'm a
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[Ab] Yo, I can still smell the [Eb] paint in the air like I was there
[F] I used to ride a seven train way back and just stare [Ab] at the [Eb] colors on the roof
Yeah, yellow was the [Fm] shit everybody while and now anybody was a bit [Ab] pilot Walker in my pocket
Everything was getting hit [F] when you come to correct your whole staff and bit [Eb] triple outline taking my time to look
It's [F] can't control crushing cross straight stop.
We don't miss [Ab] more finger tips
We [Eb] cry lines like focus [F] kill something spray it past the weapon each [Ab] seven niggas know my [Db] staff still weapon
No [F] question.
I drop a lot of moves when I rise.
So pay [Eb] attention
In New [Db] York, we make walls for free [F] expression beyond comprehension of the regular [Ab] receiver
Painting my [Db] pocket fat cap in my [F] sneaker late night on the mission for self.
I got the
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[Ab] Adrenaline rushing as I [Eb] see a transit cop coming [F] now
I start running out pursuit drop the paint hop the [Ab] roof slip felt [Eb] myself my neck and we can [F] I'm not trying to go
To Central Brookings for the weekend.
[Ab] I'm moving like a marathon [Eb] when I never a quitter [Fm] fix chasing me for bullshit
I'm wondering why they did it [Ab] so I go left go [Eb] right go left
Yeah, [F] run around the corner and I hop into a cab [Ab] now
I'm moving [Eb] got away close call still in this [F] shirt rip scuffed kicks out of shape
Every reason [Ab] not discouraged from my mission [Db] never that I'm still proceeding [F] doing spots like an even Monday
Little weekend [Ab] piece to all the writers catching tags every evening [F] spots even hot
Even permit walls on forever [Ab] shit drop bombs like seven million ever rebel [Eb] terrorists one love coming from a spray-paint [Eb] specialist
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