Go Ahead Den Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[D][Kardinal Offishall]
Alright
Yo, I'm bust
I'mma [A]kill it, I'mma kill it
Here we go here we go
[D]Yo
My flow is like a cock block for
your whole label street team
[Am]My verse is like [A]a hearse for
[Bm]your marketing scheme
[D]My whole steez nigga please,
put the mic down
Talking [Bm]'bout you represent,
when you embarrassing [Am]your town
[Bm]Walking [D]around with the Gay
Pride parade crown
[Am]Silicone [A]raps under
[Bm]neath that pink gown
Posing as [D]a killer when you living
as [Bm]a clown
Entertaining A&R's too deaf
to hear the [Am]sound
[A]You a has- been [D]rapper,
talking 'bout your style's nice
Saying [Am]I'm independent now,
looking [Bm]for a new life
A weak [D]DJ, living off of 80's fame
Guess [Bm]starring in the Basement,
living off of [Am]Tigga's name
[D]My name's Kardinal, the pearl
mic dark figure
[Am]Diploma type thoughts mixed
[Bm]up with street niggas
Living under[D]ground trying
[Bm]to earn the pop loot
'Cause I won't sell crack and got
no aim to shoot
[A]No patience for [Bm]the weed,
not [D]quick enough to tief
Can't [A]pimp,
don't like fur [Bm]coats or gold [D]teeth
[Am]But I can rock [A]the hell out of
[Bm]a fat ass [D]beat
I might [A]smile,
up in your face and then [Dm]jack your S- [D]P

[Verse 2]
CHOR[Bm]US 1 [Kardinal Offishall] {CMD}
Yo, I'm ill to [D]the 7th degree
T- dot rep[Am]resent, ya hearing me
[Bm]{Go ahead den}
Yo, I'm the nicest rap[D]per dapper
With flows you don't know,
[Bm]how a firestarter go
{Go ahead [Am]den}
Yo, lick [D]two, chart off in the sky
A make way when [Am]I'm stepping
in the room
[Bm]{Go ahead den}
Yo eff rappers,
I'm the hardest thing on two feet
Yo, listen to me, ya [D]not zeen
[Bm]{Well go ahead den}

[Verse 3]
[Kardinal Offishall] [Bm]Yo,
my rhymes [D]are
FedEx covered in latex
Delivered to [Am]your Jubby, my charms
tribes [Bm]quest for hot sex
[D]No bust for the next can protect
It's when [Bm]the I drop,
the niggas saying 'what?'
And the skins are saying [A]wet
wet wet wet wet
I'm dripping in [D]'nuff girls,
and missing what we trying to say
But [Am]talking about a revolution,
end [Bm]up talking about the day
When they [A]can feel a [Bm]rapper's privates,
I'm looking for your mind
[A]But I'm seeing all your titties
and [Bm]a big round behind
Oh [A]damn [D]girl,
you make think 'bout selling out
But [Am]oops, your weave [A]just fell [Bm]out
Ha ha
I'm straight from [D]the place that first
brought you Vince Carter
The [Bm]story of Hurricane,
and im[A]ported sugar [Am]cane
[A]And snappy pop coming
out [Bm]three for a dollar
What, [A]Peter loves who? Yo
[Bm]don't bother to hail [D]it up
In the [Am]streets where [A]we meet
'cause [D]you might get beat
And find [A]your head caught between
[D]timbos and concrete
And that's real,
a lot of ignorant peeps around the way
Ain't [Am]trying to bend over to
[Bm]the madness of the day
But do what [D]to do and yo who am I to say
I just [A]want your record[Bm]s sales anyway
You [Am]see me

[Verse 4]
CHORUS 2 [Kardinal Offishall] {CMD}
[D]
Someone kill to try and come
up with the things that I say
I'm [Am]a bad mother- yo
[Bm]{Go ahead den}
I'm too fresh like Guess- [D]V,
in a special way (special way)
[Bm]But everyday
[D]{Go ahead den}
"It's no way we can rock after them"
[Am]<- - Black Thought
** scratched [Bm]by DJ [D]Tracks
[Am]**[A][D][Bm]
[Kardinal Offishall] Yo yo

[Verse 5]
I'm kick another one, another one for the mic,
[A]
know what I'm [Bm]saying
[D]Yo, I'm rolling through my hood
system waking up the neighbours
Hell [Am]yeah, I know it's wrong but
I [Bm]gotta pump my song
Heavier ro[D]tation than Sisqo
and Thong [Bm]Song
I'm the perfect combination of
[D]Einstein [Am]and Long Dong Silver
Up [A]in one, kick [Bm]real raps for fun
I'm [A]the black anti- Babylon,
[Bm]rapping sho[G]gun
[D]I try [Bm]not bus' until I'm sure she cum
If I get a little hit,
check I out the whole [A]long
My tongue is like [D]an instant
check for 7- 0's
Write about this,
[Bm]rhyme something about the hoes
Anyways I try to up[D]lift,
but not too serious [Bm]yet
Because too much to say makes
a negro's a [Am]threat
So we talk about [A]sex and pro
[D]mote the drug game
[Am]Even though we know it's wrong,
we just [A]trying to make [D]a name
[Am]Cha, I'm [A]trying to get my
[Bm]Mom's out [D]the ghetto
[Bm]An d you would too if you could flow,
[D]stupid!

[Verse 6]
CHORUS 1 "It's no way [A]we
[D]can[Bm] rock[D] after them" <- - Black
[Bm]Thou[Am]ght[Bm][D]
[Bm][D][Bm][D]
** scratched [Bm]by DJ[Am][Bm][Am][Bm]
[D][Am]
[Bm]Tracks[D][Am]
[D]
[Am][D][Bm]
**

[Outro 1]
[KO] DJ Tracks
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