Close Edge chords and lyrics - MOS DEF

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[Verse 1]
[E]Pul[D]l up to your spot o[E]n low
Shine brighter than [D]all of they
cats [Cm]that got on [D]glow
Lay in the cut like they
[E]not gon' [D]know
Cause if I gotta make a move dog
they not gon' [D#]know
[G]This door marked private this
is not fo' [D]show
It's Mos Def [Em]what you call
real fo' [D]sure
Is they what you [G]call gang[Em]ster, hell [D#]no
They [D]get a little pinch and go
snitch to the po'
[G]They all talk fast and they all think [D]slow
[G]I'm Mos Definite, not[D] think so
Flood your [G]city with the [Em]black ink [D#]flow
And my [D]crew ain't scared
to let them things go
So, stop with the [Em]nonsense,
like he [G]conscious
[Em]I'm just awake dog, I'm doing grea[E]t dog
[D]I don't pla[E]y games so[Em]
I don't play[D]a hate y'all
Get it straight or get the fuck
up out my face dog
[G#m]I'm like the second[D#] plane that
[G]made the tower's [D]face off
That shit that [Em]let you know
it's really not a [E]game dog
Your [G]grind and my [Em]grind
ain't the [D]same dog
I'm the catalogue, you the same song
[G#m]So cool a[Em]nd old school like eight-[E]four
[G]The The one your little mami
winding up her waist for
The name that real niggas
[Em]got they hand [D#]raised for
[D]Me and Mini got your block

[Verse 2]
yellow taped off
[G]Don't push me [D]cause
I'm close
[G]To the streets, to the beats
The bitches, the [D]niggas,
the wo[G]men, the children
[Em]The workers, the killers,
the addict[D]s, the dealers
The quiet, the livest, the realest
[D#]And that's close[G]

[Verse 3]
Don't push me cause [G]I'm close
To the edge, back, middle, and front
Strong [D]back shit [G]lifting it up
From the [D]big and the small
I'm like J. Brown getting involved

[Verse 4]
And when [G]I'm letting off a round
don't get in the cross
[Em]Have your [G]preacher man speaking
low getting his cross
[G#m]Tell a wild cowboy not to
[Em]get off they horse
[D]Before they find out the town
law is strictly enforced
[D#]It's a real bad way [Em]to get
your name in the Source
[E]Testing the limits of a
[D]dangerous force
You ended [G#m]up dumb,
famous and gone
Your people [Em]shouting out
[D#]your name in they song
[D]Pouring liquor on the day
you was born
Buying [G]paint to put your face on a [D]wall
C'mon fall back,
there's no [G]need for all that
It's all good, we [G#m]all he[G]re, go[D#]ing all out
All live, [D]all day, listen when the [D#]song say

[Verse 5]
[G]Don't push me cause
I'm close
To the streets, to the beats
The bitches, the [D]niggas, the women,
the children
[Em]The workers, the killers,
the addict[D]s, the dealers
The quiet, the livest, the realest
And that's [G]close
Don't push [Em]me ca[G]use

[Verse 6]
I'm close
To the edge, back, middle, and front
[E]Strong bac[D]k shit lif[G]ting it up[Em]
From the big and the small
[D]I'm like J. Brown getting involved
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