Rapp Snitch Knishes (feat. Mr. Fantastik) Chords
Tempo:
94.95 bpm
Chords used:
B
D
G
Bm
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [A] Yo, MF Doom, this is [B] fantastic.
What up nigga?
[D] Scrapping, you aight?
[G] Man, [Bm] Rap Snitches [F#m] man.
Put this butt down, man, fuck.
[B] Niggas running their mouth.
[D] Telling everything.
Everything.
[Bm] Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be [Bm] their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label set up for [G] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be their [B] own star witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get [E] the whole label set up for years.
Tight [Bm] profile, low like A and [A] paid in full.
A track heavy cash, to the game's in [B] triple.
Mr.
Fantastic, long blow like [D] elastic.
Got my life between [E] clocks, it's made out of [Bm] plastic.
Can't stand a brown nosing nigga, fake ass [F#m] bastard.
In my ear and my style, tall busting them in [B] hats and flying.
Playing the quickest, my flow's the [D] sickest.
My hoes be the thickest, my dro the [Bm] stickiest.
Street nigga, stamped and [A] bonafide.
When beef jump, niggas come get me cause they know [B] I ride.
True to the ski mask, New York's my [D] origin.
Play a fake gangster like the old [G] accordion.
According to him, when the D's rushed [F#m] in.
Complication from the wild testimony was [B] stained.
Caused this man to go up north, the boy hit him [D] again.
Name Rap Snitch, nigga, even told on [G] a Mexican.
Rap Snitches, [F#m] telling all their business.
Sit in the [Bm] court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [Bm] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all their [F#m] business.
Sit in the court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [G] years.
It's true, it's rules to this shit.
Rules, they [F#m] care.
Everybody wanna rule the world with [B] tears for fair.
Yeah, yeah, tell them, tell it on the [D] mountain hill.
Running up they mouth bill, everybody [Bm] doubting still.
And if you wanna keep it up and get [A] tested.
Pop through your bubble vest [B] or double breasted.
He keep a lab down south in the little [D] beast.
So much heat you would have thought it was the [G] middle east.
A little grease always keeps the wheels [F#m] spinning.
Like sitting on 20 G's, the bitches squealers [B] grinning.
Hitting on many trees, feel real [D] linen.
Spitting on enemies, get distilled.
[G] Tin men with no brains but gum flap.
[A] He said his gun clapped, then he [B] fled after one slap.
Sun shuts traps, saving for [D] the bitches.
Mmm, [E] delicious, rap snitch [G] delicious.
You know what I'm saying?
It's [F#m] all real crazy, man.
I'm just analyzing this whole game.
It's [B] bugged out, man.
Niggas snitching.
[D] Telling on their own self.
It's a [Bm] horror, man.
Fuck around.
Look at everybody's [F#m] bag, man.
Trust is my gun.
It's your mama's bag, man.
You know your grandmama used to be a bootlegging, fake [G] hustling nigga.
I'm not gonna do this.
I'm not gonna [A]
[B] do this.
Yeah, I'm [D] right here.
[E]
What up nigga?
[D] Scrapping, you aight?
[G] Man, [Bm] Rap Snitches [F#m] man.
Put this butt down, man, fuck.
[B] Niggas running their mouth.
[D] Telling everything.
Everything.
[Bm] Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be [Bm] their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label set up for [G] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be their [B] own star witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get [E] the whole label set up for years.
Tight [Bm] profile, low like A and [A] paid in full.
A track heavy cash, to the game's in [B] triple.
Mr.
Fantastic, long blow like [D] elastic.
Got my life between [E] clocks, it's made out of [Bm] plastic.
Can't stand a brown nosing nigga, fake ass [F#m] bastard.
In my ear and my style, tall busting them in [B] hats and flying.
Playing the quickest, my flow's the [D] sickest.
My hoes be the thickest, my dro the [Bm] stickiest.
Street nigga, stamped and [A] bonafide.
When beef jump, niggas come get me cause they know [B] I ride.
True to the ski mask, New York's my [D] origin.
Play a fake gangster like the old [G] accordion.
According to him, when the D's rushed [F#m] in.
Complication from the wild testimony was [B] stained.
Caused this man to go up north, the boy hit him [D] again.
Name Rap Snitch, nigga, even told on [G] a Mexican.
Rap Snitches, [F#m] telling all their business.
Sit in the [Bm] court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [Bm] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all their [F#m] business.
Sit in the court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [G] years.
It's true, it's rules to this shit.
Rules, they [F#m] care.
Everybody wanna rule the world with [B] tears for fair.
Yeah, yeah, tell them, tell it on the [D] mountain hill.
Running up they mouth bill, everybody [Bm] doubting still.
And if you wanna keep it up and get [A] tested.
Pop through your bubble vest [B] or double breasted.
He keep a lab down south in the little [D] beast.
So much heat you would have thought it was the [G] middle east.
A little grease always keeps the wheels [F#m] spinning.
Like sitting on 20 G's, the bitches squealers [B] grinning.
Hitting on many trees, feel real [D] linen.
Spitting on enemies, get distilled.
[G] Tin men with no brains but gum flap.
[A] He said his gun clapped, then he [B] fled after one slap.
Sun shuts traps, saving for [D] the bitches.
Mmm, [E] delicious, rap snitch [G] delicious.
You know what I'm saying?
It's [F#m] all real crazy, man.
I'm just analyzing this whole game.
It's [B] bugged out, man.
Niggas snitching.
[D] Telling on their own self.
It's a [Bm] horror, man.
Fuck around.
Look at everybody's [F#m] bag, man.
Trust is my gun.
It's your mama's bag, man.
You know your grandmama used to be a bootlegging, fake [G] hustling nigga.
I'm not gonna do this.
I'm not gonna [A]
[B] do this.
Yeah, I'm [D] right here.
[E]
Key:
B
D
G
Bm
F#m
B
D
G
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] Yo, MF Doom, this is [B] fantastic.
What up nigga?
_ [D] Scrapping, you aight?
_ [G] Man, [Bm] Rap Snitches [F#m] man.
Put this butt down, man, fuck.
[B] Niggas running their mouth.
[D] Telling everything.
Everything.
[Bm] Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be [Bm] their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label set up for [G] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be their [B] own star witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get [E] the whole label set up for years.
Tight [Bm] profile, low like A and [A] paid in full.
A track heavy cash, to the game's in [B] triple.
Mr.
Fantastic, long blow like [D] elastic.
Got my life between [E] clocks, it's made out of [Bm] plastic.
Can't stand a brown nosing nigga, fake ass [F#m] bastard.
In my ear and my style, tall busting them in [B] hats and flying.
Playing the quickest, my flow's the [D] sickest.
My hoes be the thickest, my dro the [Bm] stickiest.
Street nigga, stamped and [A] bonafide.
When beef jump, niggas come get me cause they know [B] I ride.
True to the ski mask, New York's my [D] origin.
Play a fake gangster like the old [G] accordion.
According to him, when the D's rushed [F#m] in.
Complication from the wild testimony was [B] stained.
Caused this man to go up north, the boy hit him [D] again.
Name Rap Snitch, nigga, even told on [G] a Mexican.
Rap Snitches, [F#m] telling all their business.
Sit in the [Bm] court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [Bm] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all their [F#m] business.
Sit in the court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [G] years.
It's true, it's rules to this shit.
Rules, they [F#m] care.
Everybody wanna rule the world with [B] tears for fair.
Yeah, yeah, tell them, tell it on the [D] mountain hill.
Running up they mouth bill, everybody [Bm] doubting still.
And if you wanna keep it up and get [A] tested.
Pop through your bubble vest [B] or double breasted.
He keep a lab down south in the little [D] beast.
So much heat you would have thought it was the [G] middle east.
A little grease always keeps the wheels [F#m] spinning.
Like sitting on 20 G's, the bitches squealers [B] grinning.
Hitting on many trees, feel real [D] linen.
Spitting on enemies, get distilled.
[G] Tin men with no brains but gum flap.
[A] He said his gun clapped, then he [B] fled after one slap.
Sun shuts traps, saving for [D] the bitches.
Mmm, [E] delicious, rap snitch [G] delicious.
You know what I'm saying?
It's [F#m] all real crazy, man.
I'm just analyzing this whole game.
It's [B] bugged out, man.
Niggas snitching.
[D] Telling on their own self.
It's a [Bm] horror, man.
Fuck around.
Look at everybody's [F#m] bag, man.
Trust is my gun.
It's your mama's bag, man.
You know your grandmama used to be a bootlegging, fake [G] hustling nigga.
I'm not gonna do this.
I'm not gonna _ [A] _ _ _
_ [B] do this.
Yeah, I'm [D] right here.
_ [E] _
What up nigga?
_ [D] Scrapping, you aight?
_ [G] Man, [Bm] Rap Snitches [F#m] man.
Put this butt down, man, fuck.
[B] Niggas running their mouth.
[D] Telling everything.
Everything.
[Bm] Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be [Bm] their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label set up for [G] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all [A] their business.
Sitting in the court and be their [B] own star witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get [E] the whole label set up for years.
Tight [Bm] profile, low like A and [A] paid in full.
A track heavy cash, to the game's in [B] triple.
Mr.
Fantastic, long blow like [D] elastic.
Got my life between [E] clocks, it's made out of [Bm] plastic.
Can't stand a brown nosing nigga, fake ass [F#m] bastard.
In my ear and my style, tall busting them in [B] hats and flying.
Playing the quickest, my flow's the [D] sickest.
My hoes be the thickest, my dro the [Bm] stickiest.
Street nigga, stamped and [A] bonafide.
When beef jump, niggas come get me cause they know [B] I ride.
True to the ski mask, New York's my [D] origin.
Play a fake gangster like the old [G] accordion.
According to him, when the D's rushed [F#m] in.
Complication from the wild testimony was [B] stained.
Caused this man to go up north, the boy hit him [D] again.
Name Rap Snitch, nigga, even told on [G] a Mexican.
Rap Snitches, [F#m] telling all their business.
Sit in the [Bm] court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [Bm] years.
Rap Snitches, telling all their [F#m] business.
Sit in the court and be their own star [B] witness.
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right [D] here.
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for [G] years.
It's true, it's rules to this shit.
Rules, they [F#m] care.
Everybody wanna rule the world with [B] tears for fair.
Yeah, yeah, tell them, tell it on the [D] mountain hill.
Running up they mouth bill, everybody [Bm] doubting still.
And if you wanna keep it up and get [A] tested.
Pop through your bubble vest [B] or double breasted.
He keep a lab down south in the little [D] beast.
So much heat you would have thought it was the [G] middle east.
A little grease always keeps the wheels [F#m] spinning.
Like sitting on 20 G's, the bitches squealers [B] grinning.
Hitting on many trees, feel real [D] linen.
Spitting on enemies, get distilled.
[G] Tin men with no brains but gum flap.
[A] He said his gun clapped, then he [B] fled after one slap.
Sun shuts traps, saving for [D] the bitches.
Mmm, [E] delicious, rap snitch [G] delicious.
You know what I'm saying?
It's [F#m] all real crazy, man.
I'm just analyzing this whole game.
It's [B] bugged out, man.
Niggas snitching.
[D] Telling on their own self.
It's a [Bm] horror, man.
Fuck around.
Look at everybody's [F#m] bag, man.
Trust is my gun.
It's your mama's bag, man.
You know your grandmama used to be a bootlegging, fake [G] hustling nigga.
I'm not gonna do this.
I'm not gonna _ [A] _ _ _
_ [B] do this.
Yeah, I'm [D] right here.
_ [E] _
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