For My People Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]Here[B]
[G]The E- R- I- [C]C- K- [Em]S-
E- R- M- O- [G]N
I'm dark skinned,
pack [Em]a mac 10 more menace
And I'll wreck the [G]whole damn set
[Bm]Smash, [Em]you a[G]in't seen shit yet

[Verse 2]
Yes, a [Em]fact,
a [G]black nine mil [C]is what I [Em]pack
In the [Bm]front [Em]of my waist,
right next [G]to my bozack
A safety for the [Em]suckers that hate me
I [B]haven't had to [G]bust a couple

[Verse 3]
of rounds lately
[G]I hope not, it's no fun getting shot
'Cause when I cock,
I aim straight for the knot
I don't miss, I have a [C]scope,
no [G]jokin'
You should hope that disco

[Verse 4]
appearance like broke
[G]Mass destruction when I start
[Em]crushin' [B]and bustin'
[Em]Duck [G]MC's, I'm bumrushin'
Swift wit the trig,
there's nuff foes equipped
Real deal, of course,

[Verse 5]
I pack steel, shits thick
[G]I'm not dumb,
to walk the streets, they kept us swinging by
A punk chump wit spunk,
who dares to jump
By the hour, I push power [B]like Hiroshima
Got [G]dropped on by U.S.A.
and like cleaned her
I manage to damage people
without a sequel
This is for my [B]people[Bm]
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[Verse 6]
Check out [G]the main attraction,
black man in [Em]action
Number one crowd mover,
I break backs in
[G]Boy, you shoulda known what
EPMD stands for
Sucker snappin' necks,

[Verse 7]
bustin' caps and breakin' jaws
[G]It's Erick and Parrish Making Dollars
Excel, living well,
taking no shorts and why bother
To whine while I dine,
sounds genuine
You walked in the wrong camp, punk,

[Verse 8]
stepped on a land mine
[G]Boom bang,
bust the slang that I bring
From Brent wood, Long Island,
all the way to Sing- Sing
Yes the penile, peace to brothers on trial
For some bullshit charge, mugshot on file

[Verse 9]
For [G]hard time, thump beats like an Alpine
No Sam Suey sole shoe shoot joints,
back a Tech Nine
Yes the brother's back
with no knife or axe
Just a microphone, [Em]sucker,
it [G]limits that pack

[Verse 10]
[G]Def blows and flows,
quadraverbs and echoes
Sounds the pound hard
to make an MC petrol
My nine mil,
kitted wit the infrared beam
Something similar to a Roger
Moore scene

[Verse 11]
That's [G]James Bond,
007, with guillotine
To keep the Hit Squad hype to fly
heads like the A- Team
Don't bug or miss, bug on the se[B]quel
For [G]this shit I kick,
it's [B]strictly for my [G]people

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