Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление
C#m B
There once was a kid named Deuce
D# G#m
Who got sick and tired of being picked on
C#m B
So he got himself a nice 22
D# G#m
Click boom, now he's on the fucking news
Verse:
C#m B
Now, who's the king of these rap acts? American badass
D# G#m
They say he's a class act, no wonder he's jabbed at
C#m B
That's why they put me up in lights and I rap back
D# G#m
And half these critics wanna mimic my crack ass
C#m B
He ain't no cynic, but he knows where your dad's at
D# G#m
They ain't gonna finish til' they send you to Baghdad
C#m B
And minute by minute they gon' pull you right in it
D# G#m
You gon' end up at clinics because they put you on Xanax
C#m
But don't you worry, I'm back, yeah,
B
Deuce is back with a black hat
D# G#m
Cape and a black cat, baby, I'm the new Batman
C#m B
(Ohh) You know only Angie can grab that
D# G#m C#m
I don't need no groupies trying to grab at my pants
B
Hoping I'm gon' go back and tax that
D# G#m
I ain't ending up in no place with no bad rash
C#m B
How come I get laughed at by media trash bags?
D# G#m
Just because I'm white and I sing like I'm half black?
Chorus (Deuce):
C#m B D# G#m
Now you see my life and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
C#m B D#
Try and take my pride, we both know that's silly,
G#m
know that's silly
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
Verse:
C#m B
Soon as my voice's touch's or even get's close to a track
D# G#m
It's ratatatatat I'm droppin' bomb's on they asses
C#m B
Burn you up in the ashes ya I'm back to my old tactics,
D# G#m C#m
Rappin to slay faggots and rappers who ain't have what it take's
B
So I straight jack 'em, Slap em' I ain't laughin',
D# G#m
This is where it gets tragic homie you ain't matchin'
C#m B D#
Me or my ryhmes Half black half white rapper
G#m
Tryna' downgrade my skills tellin everyone
C#m B
I'm wack, shit what about your habbit?
D# G#m
Slangin' dope on the streets from your one bedroom apartment.
C#m B
(HEY LOOK IT'S ME CARTMAN I'M RETARDED)
D# G#m
Don't get me started how these old farts
C#m B
Tryn' pick apart my religion,
D# G#m
Of course I'm gifted ain't no god but I'm lifted.
C#m B
Listen I'm the wizkid who grew up a little different.
D# G#m
Welcome to my life bitch, It's my last mission.
Chorus:
C#m B D# G#m
Now you see my life and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
C#m B D#
Try and take my pride, we both know that's silly,
G#m
know that's silly
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
Verse:
G#5 F#5
I was born to rip shit, born with too much wit
E5 D#5 / F#5
That's why they call me the Wizkid, 'cause I drop hits
G#5 F#5
Mimic me, I'm too sick, you can't hang, I'm too quick
E5 D#5 / F#5
What's my name? Deuce, bitch, it's the new shit
G#5 F#5
Leaving ego's bruised in, yeah, you're trapped, you're stupid
E5 D#5 / F#5
Try and step in my shoes but it's foolish
G#5 F#5
I'm coo-coo, homie, I got screws loose
E5 D#5 / F#5
Fuck Tool - you can kiss my ass too, bitch,
G#5 F#5
You and your Dr. Phil affiliates
E5 D#5 / F#5
You're worth two cents of my time and a few bars
G#5 F#5
So move, bitch, as long as I'm doing music
E5 D#5 / F#5
I'ma be a nuisance, it's a new movement
Chorus:
C#m B D# G#m
Now you see my life and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
C#m B D#
Try and take my pride, we both know that's silly,
G#m
know that's silly
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
C#m B D# G#m
Now you see my life and it looks so pretty, looks so pretty
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
C#m B D#
Try and take my pride, we both know that's silly,
G#m
know that's silly
C#m B D# G#m
You want what you can't have and you know that's too damn bad
Outro:
C#m B D# G#m
3)-6-8-9-6-8-9--4-6-8-4-6-8--3-4-6-3-4-6--1-3-4-1-3-4--
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