Chords for Tech N9ne - Face Off (feat. Joey Cool, King Iso & Dwayne Johnson) | Official Music Video

_ _ _ _ _ [G] Yo King Brahma, [Gm] what's poppin bro?
Tech9 here.
Uso, my brother Tech9.
You know I've been thinking about something.
I think we give the people more.
Yes we do, I think you're right bro.
I know you know.
[D] We've talked about [Gm] this.
Let's give the people more.
We gotta give the people more, let's go! _
Ah, they're gonna fuck shit up.
[Cm] Bravo, they gon' take your [Gm] face off.
Spirit of a lion describes my soul.
Give it up to Zion, then my fire grows.
Wishing of a [D] riot inside my lobe.
And my tripping is the highest when I fight my foes.
Bip on my head, I'm with this shoot.
Bout to get your ass kicked.
My technique is so sick, I'm bout to make the hit quick.
Hold on muscle, you don't wanna be in a tussle.
Better than me, that's grub, boy.
You want trouble, what's up though?
Feelings hot, kill the top, gorilla drop.
A nil to pop, a grill to op.
A road to clock, a guild to stop.
You will a shot to deal with, knock your till you plop.
I got the hell coming your way.
You soft, but then I think you're in play.
Never competitive with a better category.
Gonna be there because I'm telling you the mote brace.
When you wake up in that wet blood,
ain't no way you bout to get [A] up.
How you know that I taxed your ass?
Cause you got the motherfucking checks stuffed.
Always gonna have to pay cost, when you stepping in my way,
boss.
When I build still and you stay soft,
you're gonna punk [Gm] out when we face off.
Rumble, they gon' [G] take your face off.
They gon' rumble, they gon' take your face off.
They gon' rumble, they gon' take your face off.
They gon' rumble, they gon' take your face off.
They gon' rumble.
Rumble, there young man, they rumble.
[A] Run up, get a combo, quickly help you understand, but stay humble.
[Cm] Don't nobody wanna talk about the way of the world,
[Gm] the way of the world, and make them all crumble.
And if I stumble, I'm bout to pick myself [G] up,
brush myself off, my thoughts of a goddamn boy.
I am at they neck, like I'm Malcolm X.
Like I'm Dr.
King, like [Gm] I'm Cornel West.
Like I'm U.E.P.,. like I'm Booker T.,. like I'm Rosa Parks. I'ma need my rest, niggas know what I'm bout. [D] I'ma nubbin' your house, spit a ball in your couch, I'll get right in your mouth, I ain't never no clout. Nigga really go south, I'm prophetic of the battle, whenever there is a bout. I am Mohammed, [Gm] Ali O.P. and the Harvest. Policy is to be honest, I take it beyond it, though I can relate to Ebonics. And really I hate to be ominous, all of your hate is too obvious. I am not hustled to muscle, I play for the audience. I am against human knowledge, if you wanna enter the ring, I would hate to be opposite. [G] Jab with the right, jab with the left, jab with [A] the right, now you got them all staggering. He gon' come back with the right back, with the left, I'm slowly stabbed to the side, now dagger. You gon' be dead, with the new day, with the dope ass, and I'm like, cash is my swagger. Really [G] don't matter, part of them harder than Lawless, I'm Arshin, kickin' that jargon. _ _ _ _ Rumble, _ _ _ they gon' take your face _ _ off. [D] Barricade bar if I'm givin' it fade, based off the description I gave, cut the game off. I'm a street fighter, beat the brakes off, like the whip on the stage. Hand out, ass whippers, my play haters ain't off, you get [C] Hitler mistaken, it [Gm] be chaos, like an emerald chase when I face off in the Nicholas Cage. Yeah, I'm livin' in red, what you perceive nigga like I'm present is bad. But we're seein' in this world, the gold and the black and the turmoil, they forgivin' me but they payin', I remember them days when I don't wanna be Batman, nigga I'm bang, literally had to bend a minute, my face is a little bit killer, really was sick and it burned it, and more I think about it, my life was twisted. Wait, humanists in the womb, I'm a dabble wonder, why they couldn't reach it like they didn't have a [D] number? Farther from insanity, I never had the hunger, put a nigga underground quick, that's a [Gm] bonger. Shot, shock, I'm like a master's brother, better pick your battles, monsters half way under, and [D] more times than acupuncture, when it comes to rumblin' I'm macro thunder. Really, it be funny when I kick it to you, that means I'm givin' it an iron, when I rhyme on the mic, I'm kickin' it with bunnies, when I beat a nigga up like I was Iron, nigga my guy tell him, I'm the one that tells him when I'm at him, they gon' drop, wait till December when I drive up on the cross, leave a nigga humble like Domo Kenny drop, cause we live with your rumble like [Gm] Jackie in the Bronx, we gon' Rumble, they gon' take your face off, they gon' Rumble, they [G] gon' take your face off, they gon' Rumble, they gon' take your face off, [A] they gon' Rumble, they gon' take your face off. [C] It's about drive, it's about power, we stay hungry, we devour, put in the work, put in the hours, and take what's ours. Likin' some more [Gm] into my veins, my culture [C] bangin' with strange, [G#] I change the game, so what's my motherfuckin' name? RAH! What [Cm] can I get though? Desecration, defamation, if you wanna bring it to the masses, face to face now we escalate, [G] when I have to put who's ass is mean on ya, [G#] like a dream when [Gm] I'm rumblin' you're gonna scream, I'm a serene drama to the king drama, punch with [C] extreme mana. _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ Thank you Brother Tech Nine, [C#] _ _ thank you Terramana, one take, that's a wrap, _ face off. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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