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Homey Don't Play!

Nhạc: Esham
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[Intro 1]
[D]
[B]
[D][B]
[D][B]
[D][B]

[Verse 1]
[D]Born broke,
[C]beat up, and always honked at
[D]Gimme an uzi and you
suckas get the fuck back
I'll bust your mind like a wa[C]termelon
[D]And as you listen you'll find
your brain swellin'
I'll go Oo so, solo who [C]so
[D]Deads compare themselves
with death die
Don't ask why my [C]styles
[D]uncopiable
Some try, but they just
too sloppy so
Thou shall not come closer
[C]'Cause all the [D]suckas who
bite'll blow up like an explosive
I'll stamp a pentagram
[Dm]dead on your forehead
[D]And as soon as ya say
[B]a lyric your [D]dead
X marks the spot where your body falls
[C]Then I'll gra[D]b your soul and roll,
'cause my duty calls
So all you suckas get the [Dm]fuck out my way
[C]When I dro[D]p the mic you'll say,
homie [B]don't play[D][B]
[D][B]
[D][C][B]
The [D]you- N- H- O- L- why, hell of a helly
[Dm]I'm like the devil[D] in your body
writin' bite me on your belly
Like the exorcist,
the devil's [Dm]groove keeps [C]flowin'
[D]Turn out the lights and my
body starts glowin'
In neon, that's 'cause
I'ma pee [C]on reality
[D]The you- N- H- O- L- why
There's a lotta evil minds
but only one devil
Of the dog turnin' back on what 'cha get,
but don't forget
I hit like no other
[C]You see my [D]rhyme is like a pillow
it's made to smother
Try to diss me I'ma murder ya,
I never hearda ya
A son of a gunner and I'ma [C]kill
a every[D]one a ya
Somethin' you've never seen,
[Dm]put you in a g[C]uillotine
[D]The psycho labelled
me as a killer [Dm]teen
[D]When I drop the mic your parents pray
[C]Get the fuc[D]k out my way,
'cause [C]homey [B]don't[D][B]
[D]pla[B]y
[D][B]
[D]Break out the Holy Water, [Dm]as I[C] slaughter
[D]Better change your last name 'cause
I'm goin' in alphabetical order
And it won't stop 'cause [Dm]I won't stop
[C]With the tic[D]k, tick, a tick, tick,
a tick, tock , a tick tock
[C]Can't you get[D] it through your head
That it can't get no defer 'cause my
lyrics already dead
Hopin', wish[Dm]in', [C]prayin',
[Dm]someday I'll stop what[D] I'm sayin'
But I can't, it seems like [Dm]I'm
possesed with somethin'
[C]The you[D]- N- H- O- L- why, keep
my mind [Dm]jumpin'
[D]Get up, get down to the
rhythm [C]of death
[D]Suckas thinkin' I'm takin' a [Dm]break
Them [D]suckas fallin' every
[Dm]time I lose my a [D]breath
But still I [Dm]don't stop to the [C]beat
One [D]time, one rhyme,
and I still blew your mind
Everytime I drop the [Dm]mic
I bet [C]everybody [D]say
Homie don't [B]fuckin'
[D][B]
[C]play[B]
[D]Everytime I kick shit, it's [Dm]la
belled as wicked [C]shit
Don't [Dm]try to bullshit 'cause I'll fill
[D]you with bullets and shit
Rappin' with my red head,
some say my brains dead
Mockin' what I'm rockin' then your
sayin' what in[D]sane said
[Dm]Suckas are suicida[D]l,
un[Dm]holy is hom[C]icidal
I'm [D]comin' inside your mind
and I'm takin' your title
You wanna be me,
but suckas can't see [Dm]me
Cause [C]I'm a [D]ghostwriter,
funky funky fresh
Not unless I get my [D]point across
My illin' and illin's what I have to do
[C]If you bit[D]e my lyrics I'm coming after you
[D]Not physically, but mentally,
rockin' instru[C]mentally
If you listen too hard it might
[D]kill instantsistantly
I can [Dm]get in doubobly, until
I see your [C]mind work
[Dm]Your thinkin' [D]so hard your
fake me cause your mind hurt
[D]When you pass out you'll hav[Dm]e to say
"Get outta that nigga way man" cause homie don't
[Dm]play[D][C]

[Outro 1]
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[D]
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