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Rapp Snitch Knishes
MF DOOM
Key : Bm
Capo
[Intro]
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Gmaj7 Gmaj7
           Yo! Yo!
   F#m7
MF DOOM Mr. Fantastik
B
 What up, nigga?
D
 What's cracking, boy?
Same ol' shit, kid
Gmaj7
Man, these rap snitches,
    F#m7
Man,    shit is bugged out, man
What the fuck, man?
B
 Niggas running their mouth,
          D
Telling e'rything, e'rything

[Chorus (1)]
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Gmaj7
     Rap snitches,
Telling all their business
F#m7
Sit in the court and
Be their own star witness
       B
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right here
      D
Fuck around, get
The whole label
Sent up for years, ah
Gmaj7
     Rap snitches,
Telling all their business
F#m7
Sit in the court and
Be their own star witness
       B
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right here
      D
Fuck around, get
The whole label
E
Sent up for years

[Verse 1]
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     Gmaj7
Type profile low,
Like A in Paid in Full
  F#m7
Attract heavy cash cause
The game's centrifugal
   B
Mr. Fantastik,
Long dough like elastic
         D
Guard my life with twin Glocks
       E
That's made out of plastic
      Gmaj7
Can't stand a brown
Nosing nigga, fake ass bastard
  F#m7
Admiring my style, tour
Bus through Manhattan
         B
Plotting, plan the quickest,
My flow's the sickest
   D
My hoes be the thickest,
My dro the stickiest
Gmaj7
     Street nigga,
Stamped and bonafide
     F#m7
When beef jump niggas come get
Me cause they know I ride
B
True to the ski mask,
New York's my origin
D
Play a fake gangsta
Like a old accordion
  Gmaj7
According to him,
When the D's rushed in
      F#m7
Complication from the wire,
Testimony was thin
           B
Caused his man to go up north,
The ball hit 'em again
     D
Lame rap snitch nigga
Even told on the Mexican

[Chorus (2)]
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Gmaj7
     Rap snitches,
Telling all their business
F#m7
Sit in the court and
Be their own star witness
       B
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right here
      D
Fuck around, get
The whole label
Sent up for years, ah
Gmaj7
     Rap snitches,
Telling all their business
F#m7
Sit in the court and
Be their own star witness
       B
Do you see the perpetrator?
Yeah, I'm right here
      D
Fuck around, get
The whole label
Sent up for years
              Gmaj7
True, there's rules to

[Verse 2]
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This shit, fools dare care
F#m7
Everybody wanna rule
The world with tears for fear
B
 Yeah, yeah, tell 'em tell
It on the mountain hill
D
 Running up they mouth bill,
Everybody doubting still
Gmaj7
     Informer, keep
It up and get tested
F#m7
Pop through your bubble
Vest or doublebreasted
B
 He keep a lab down
South in the little beast
D
 So much heat you woulda
Thought it was the Middle East
Gmaj7
     A little grease always
Keeps the wheels aspinning
     F#m7
Like sitting on twenty threes
To get the squealers grinning
B
 Hitting on many trees,
Feel real linen
D
Spitting on enemies,
Get the steel for tin men
Gmaj7
     Where no brains but gum flap
            F#m7
He said his gun clap,
Then he fled after one slap
B
 Son, shut your trap,
Save it for the bitches
D
 Mmm, delicious,
E
Rapp snitch knishes

[Outro]
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Gmaj7
     You know what
I'm saying?
       F#m7
Crazy, man,
I'm just analyzing
This whole game
This is bugged out, man,
B
Niggas is snitching
                D
Telling on they own self
      Gmaj7
Fuck around and get
Everybody bagged, man
F#m7
    Fuck around
                B
And get yo mama bagged, nigga
You know your grandmama
Used to be bootlegging
D
 Fake hustling nigga,
Gmaj7 F#m7 B
            Perpetrator? Yeah,
              D E
I'm right here
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