Renaissance Chords

Intro: N.A#. *Spitting* Verse: A With balls, in his durag, he sags, fearin' no man Bm He stands, pen in his hand like Edward Scissorhands D Who slices competition and just goes about his business E Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig A Shenanigans, and all his wacky antics in the papers Bm Shady's danglin' a baby tangled in a blanket, stranglin' D And hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit E Child endangerment, dark brain, arcane with it, Mark Twainin' it A You aren't tamin' it, sharp pain in the heart Bm Aimin' a bar, chamber to carve names in it D Start sprayin' and start ravin' on beef, starved, cravin' it E You're at arm's length, you're in harm's way of it A 'Bout to show your ass why I'm still a pain in it Bm You wanna know how I do it? I can't explain this shit D Mechanic's brain with a pinch of Big Daddy Kane in it E But I can show you the ropes 'til you get the hang of it A Elephantiasis of the nuts, element Bm Of Intelligent Hoodlum, Arrested Development D Cella Dwellas and Wise Intelligent, since elementary E Through Hell I went, accelerant from lack of melanin A Failin' in school, smart aleck wit Bm Helped me to rebel against shit so well and vent D So eloquently, yet, I was irrelevant E Soon as I quit givin' a fuck, I started to sell a bit A Now let's travel inside the mind of a hater Bm 'Cause I don't see no fans, all I see's a bunch of complainers D "Kendrick's album was cool, but it didn't have any bangers Em Wayne's album or Ye's, couldn't tell you which one was lamer A Joyner's album was corny, Shady's new shit is way worse Bm Everything is either too tame or there's too much anger D I didn't like the beat, so I hated Might Delete Later" E You nerdy pricks would find somethin' wrong with 36 Chambers A It's what they do to the greats Bm Pick apart a Picasso and make excuses to hate D So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face Em Stupid, you ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral wake (Hm)