Crumbs On The Table chords and lyrics - D-NICE

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[Verse 1]
(Is [G]that a turntable? Well get on it,
it's [Dm]your[F][G][Dm]
[F][G][F][G][F]
[G][F][G][Dm]
[F]tur[G]n)
Who gets laid, the [F]chicken or the egg? How

[Verse 2]
[G]
about [F]the MC that has just been led
To a [G]renegade teacher,
preach[F]er then he got stomped
[G]Cause I'm a fea[F]ture
straight from the Bronx
Pro[G]ductions,
better [F]known as Boogie Down
[G]If I was a king right now [F]I'd get crowned
The [G]Nice is a teacher,
not a [F]prince or a rap lord
[G]I even write my [Dm]rhymes on a blackboard
[G]To get specific,
and [F]probably make you understand
[G]What mak[F]es the 808 plan
It's sim[G]ple,
I'm a round it [F]off like this
[G]That's how many [F]stupid
MC's I've dissed
But [G]if the commence
to try me I won't [F]buy it
I'll [G]look them up and [F]down and I'll say
"Don't even try it"
[G]Cause I can go on and on
without [F]breathing
The [G]TR, an[F]other form of BDP- eating
[G]MC's like Chunky,
[F]moving real bluntly
[G]Shaking and [F]baking MC's like a junky
Fiend[G]ing, hitting [F]MC's like
they was cocaine
[G]Calling them John Doe,
[Dm]meaning they have no name
I'll [G]spin you like a quarter,
[F]drink you like water
[G]Hit below the [F]belt with things
you never thought of
I [G]lay down the law that [F]I am a slaughter
I [G]roll [F]like a tital wave, so you oughta
[G]Float like a sailboat, [F]move like a speedboat
[G]In wa [F]ter, now watch you soak
[G]Into a rhyme of mine un[F]til you
hit the bottom
[G]It's heavy like [F]an anchor, it's no problem
For [G]me to just bake you,
[F]eat you like a cookie
[G]I a[F]m a profressional, boy,
you're just a rookie
[G]I'm here to sing a song,
but [F]some are not able
Com[G]pared to me [F]you're just crumbs on the table
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[G][Dm][F]

[Verse 3]
[G][Dm]
[F]In my [G]prime, more [F]vo cal
than I've ever been
[G]I'm not an ama[F]teur,
sort of like a veteran
[G]Split from the bums,
arriving from a [F]long trip
[G]Now I'm back to jus[F]t cold rip
[G]MC's like confet[F]ti, eat 'em like spaghetti
I [G]chill for a [F]year and yet I'm still ready
To [G]house [F]MC's,sink 'em like a boat will
[G]I roll heavy, thi[Dm]ck like oatmeal
[G]So now you [F]know the 808 is showing
[G]I do dam[F]age in just one moment
[G]Here's a little message to those
[F]who want to hang out
Just remember that I give pain out
The [G]TR- [F]808 relates [G]to a terrorizer
Never [F]hiding,
clever always memorizing
[G]Poetry, history, math,
[F]or even paragraphs[G]
I'm not [F]into be
- boying, just hoeing
[G]Showing,
[F]blowing MC's like the wind does
[G]I might lay[F] you, sort of like a hen does
[G]Cause your rhymes are weak
[F]and unstable
Com[G]pared to me [F]you're just crumbs on the

[Interlude 1]
table
[G][F][G]
[Bm][Dm][F]
[G]
[F]You

[Verse 4]
[G]must[F][G]
[F]thi[G]nk,[F][G]
[F]before you even get soup
I'll [G]put you on the corner and
[F]sell you like a prostitute
[G]Like a street whore,
[F]make you want more and more
[G]Move you to the [F]side,
up and down like a seesaw
[G]Pulling out a gun [F]is uncalled for
[G]But I'm [F]with it, so go for yours
You may [G]even try to diss, [F]but I call it flattery
I [G]pack more volts [Dm]than a
Duracell battery
[G]Charging [F]MC's, smooth
like the breeze
[G]Scott made me [F]funky, yo,
that was one theme
[G]Or topic, sho[F]wing I be rocking
[G]Every little [F]city I play I leave
a heat wave
[G]Burning up the industry,
[F]never try to get with me
I'm the type of person that
never needs rehearsing
[G]Just a little sex, a [F]six pack of Beck's
[G]And my room to move about,
[F]and a Guinness Stout
To [G]make me feel able,
[F]chilling, and stable
Some[G]times I'm on the [F]mic,
sometimes I'm on the turntable
[G]I'm superb, sor[F]t of like herb
A [G]man [F]of my word and I've never been served!

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