The Stubz Show Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]I started off with demolition,
the reconstruction
My sinful seduction, my verbal erup[G]tion
It's [Am]airtight, put your lips on it for suction
If you stand for nothing,
you can fall for any[G]thing
No [Am]crown, all my head stuff's
dealing like a game
And I built this shit up, lit up,
not giving a fitter
Who playing with they legs wide
till I tell them sit up
You're dealing with a boss
with lights off
If I floss I make it worth your pay,
recite these words I say
Black market like yay,
sling it around [G]the way
I'm getting [Am]bent out the frame
like it's my birthday
In the worst way,
stretching from Queens to [G]the bay
I [Am]feed from the foul shit
that haters gon' say
The architect, the engineers,
God I fear
Pioneer, I does it like this right here
Hold it down, I need like 24 more beers,
come on
I'ma go where I go, yeah
Getting money that's my dough,
come on
Hand it over nice and slow
I do it like this is my [G]show
[Am]This is my style, my flow, my shit
My track, my beat, my hit
This is my style, my flow, my shit
My track, my beat, my hit
This is Heron,
I make you tap dance in your [G]veins
That other [Am]shit give
me migraines
It's phonics for [G]my brain
No [Am]grills, no gold, no ice, no chains
Some things remain the same,
I tear this bitch out [G]the frame
And if [Am]I snitch out her name,
Stubbs then shot the flames
Now I'm back on the left lane dippin'
I take it to the bank like dippin'
Listen, the clock's ticking, the plot thickens
I make them flock like chickens
Memory cells die so I keep it well written
I go where I wanna go,
nothing's an [G]obstacle
If [Am]I could dream it up
then it ain't really impossible
Provoke me to be hostile,
you end up in [G]a hospital
[Am]That's not a good look for sun,
I only begun to rock this till kingdom come
This ain't no late night letterman,
this thug's the veteran
S -T -U -B -C
and the old English lettering
I'ma go where I go,
getting money that's my dough
Hand it over nice and slow,
I do it like this is my show
This is my style, my flow, my shit,
my track, my beat, my hit
This is my style, my flow, my shit,
my track, my beat, my hit
How the world move, Paul,
real bizarre, crazy [G]rotated
[Am]From every angle of the block,
how my flow made it?
I waste no pages, every day I hold sacred
Until I end it on my life and I don't make it
I won't fake it though,
regulating dumb punks
Label majestic but fam call me Onk Monk
I'm one of the few soldiers
making it known
Invading your zone,
breaking your bones
Your fake might gone,
I'm taking my throne
To the next level,
embezzling my thoughts with force
And move with the [G]devil
on oc[Am]casion
Balancing that ying yang equation
with righteous information
For your feeble ass,
I peep the math and the routine
And peep how we do things
ever since we came through the door
Remain with it raw,
got it leaking out of my pores
Staining the floor,
I came with a jaw who waiting for more
So, I'ma go where I go
Gettin' money, that's my dough
Hand it over nice and slow
I do it like this is my show
This is my style, my flow, my shit
My track, my beat, my hit
This is my style, my flow, my shit
My track, my beat, my hit
I'ma go where I go
Gettin' money, [Am]that's my dough
Hand it over nice and slow,
I do it like [Am]this is my show
This is my style, my flow, my shit,
my track, my beat, my [Am]hit
This is my style, my flow, my [Am]shit,
my track, my beat, my hit
Come on now, that's how we do it,
that's T -U -B -C
Yeah, uh -huh, all day baby,
that's how we do it
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