Thief's Theme chords and lyrics - NAS

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[Verse 1]
[Am]One, two[E]
[Dm]Check, one, two
[Am]One, two, who got more style than Son do?
[E]Check, one[Dm], two

[Verse 2]
Yo, [Am]I'm hot like 95 Fahrenheit
On a summer night,
tight [Em]spot where bod[Dm]ies rot
Rats drink [Am]from water drops
in the streets, niggas
Little kids,
scared [E]cops with red [Dm]dots
Philosophical gang[Am]sta,
where violent priors
Goin' back like black and white
[E]TV's with plier[Dm]s
Leanin' on broke [Am]down
cars with flat tires
Flash iron on anybody [E]tryin' on the
[Dm]blocks I'm supplyin' [Am]on
Madicon, my peeps,
tie balloons up
Then swallow 'em in the [Em]penal,
got [Dm]goons, lots of 'em
[Am]Cops see them and run,
don't want no drama
Certain parts of the [E]streets,
[Dm]the beast don't want a part of
Mar[Am]tyr, hood haunted like the Dakota
Where John Lennon was shot [Em]up,
but he [Dm]sang for peace
He begged [Am]for freedom,
hanged with wild Jamicians
From Kingston, who drink [Em]Irish Moss
[Dm]Listenin' to Peter Winst[Am]on,
Machintosh
Lightning hits the top
of the church [E]steeple
[Dm]When I'm writin',
[D]semi-automat[Am]ic no no hyphen
[E]It's [Dm]frightening

[Verse 3]
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [Em]smooth shit
[Dm]that murderers move with
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [Em]smooth shit
that [Dm]murderers move with
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [Em]smooth shit that
[Dm]murderers move with
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [Em]smooth shit
that [Dm]murderers move with

[Verse 4]
I [Am]take summers off 'cause
I love winter beef
[E]Started '87 with [Dm]the shotty in
the sheep
[Am]Three-quarter length length beige,
dressed to kill
Bust a shell at [E]the ground,
[Dm]pellets hit the crowd
[Am]Nobody like a snitch,
everybody shut they mouth
[E]Woolrich, Carhart, [Dm]gun powder stains
[Am]Smellin' like trees,
sensimille on the brain
Schemin' on ya [E]girls,
bam[Dm]boos on ya chain
Got [Am]ill up on the train, twistin' off a cap
Of a English in my [E]vain,
might of [D]pushed you on the [Dm]tracks
[Am]Deaf crack fiends, who can't speak,
scream noises
'Cause she bought a jum of soap
[Dm]from one of my boys, [Am]it's
Just another day in the hood
And I'm, with some [Em]wild
brother[Dm]s, up to no good
We saw [Am]the movies,
like Tony Montana, and 'em
But our style was [Em]let them piled [Dm]in,
we robbin [Am]'em
Money dudes,
make 'em come up out they shoes
Run they jewels, word is bond,
while [Dm]my man Nino [D]gone
And [Am]I had to make a song
speakin' on my old life
For the thief's who come out [Dm]at night

[Verse 5]
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [Em]smooth shit
[Dm]that murderers move with
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [Em]smooth shit
that [Dm]murderers move with
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable smooth shit that
[Dm]murderers move with
The [Am]thief's theme, play me at night,
they won't act right
Understandable [E]smooth shit
[Dm]that murderers move [Am]with

[Verse 6]
One, [Am]two[E]
[Dm]Check, one, two[Am]
One, [Dm]two[Am]
One, [E]two
[Dm]Check, one, two
[Am]One, two, who got more style
than Son do?
[E][D][Dm]