Who cut ya?
Save the theatrics for the mattress.
Nine bring it raw dog style with no practice.
I mack this microphone like a hoe on the stroll.
In total control of the soul.
Any asshole can pull a gun the streets are full of fools
I met smarter younger brothers in jails than in schools.
Runnin his story about his glory, it bore me.
And his territory, it don't do nothin for [Dm7]me.
So f*ck him and [Bm]the horse that he's ɾidin
I'm barely survivin, losin my [A]breath
Cause I'm drownin in sorrow.
I seen a lot of pain with these two eyes of mine.
That's why I write the ɾhymes that borderline on [C7]crime.
I gotta make somethin or I gotta take somethin.
Can't beat that...
F*ck Versace and [Bm]Rolex, I can't eat that.
I need that green it seems to [C7]ɾeign supreme.
By any means, pens and [Bm]papers on [C7]tɾiple beams.
Get ɾich schemes blow up in your face
None taste worse that a plan gone sour
Your power slippin through your fingers like [F]dimes and [Bm]nickels.
We go pistols
you [A7know where to [C7]shoot at, wherever the loot at.
I don't break the law the law breaks me.
I ain't sittin around waitin for [Dm7]the devil to [C7]come and [Bm]take me.
Don't shoot until you [A7see the whites of they eyes
Anything less would be [Am]uncivilized
Chorus (x2)
You know... in a world full of lies and [Bm]alibies
Some men die for [Dm7]a piece of the pie
It's Uncivilized
So I stɾive to [C7]survive and [Bm]keep my [A]eyes on [C7]the prize
(So I tɾy to [C7]stay hi stayin high of the lie (2))
Anything else is uncivilized
(It's keepin me from actin uncivilized (2))
I break the ɾules on [C7]my [A]quest for [Dm7]the 12 jewels
Believe in Delf' bring stacks and [Bm]green packs
Need hats for [Dm7]Jacks, camoflauge
At least 2 gatts for [Dm7]when skies are grey
Any day above ground is a good day, I'd say
The way kids play nowadays, no hands
They spray ɾound my [A]way
I'm feelin like [F]Ja Day and [Bm]I'm ɾunnin outta sad songs
You fake, one mistake could leave you [A7dead wrong
Roll with the king, whoever that is
See him in the corner of my [A]eye
But he disappears like [F]cigarette smoke
In a cloud, then the ɾain comes, then the pain comes
X marks the spot, graffitti marks the slums
The chosen ones communicate with mathematics
The new tactics set me free from all [Em]the dramatics.
Keep it in my [A]attic, that's where my [A]brains at
Keep it in the closet, yeah but keep it black
Back up from the ɾopes if you [A7can't float between notes
Ane memorize them [A]quotes that I toke from Buddha smoke
Hope ya brought your dictionary with ya
Cause if you [A7get the words, then you [A7get the picture
I hit ya because I love ya
You're my [A]people and [Bm]I put no one above ya
But if you're foul I bust ya
It's time to [C7]be [Am]totally disrespectful to [C7]Saint Ives
Part of the ɾeason [C7]we're all [Em]uncivilized.
Chorus (x2)
