Rapp Snitch Knishes Chords by MF DOOM  &  Mr. Fantastik

[Chorus]
G Gmaj7 F#m7   
■ ■     Mf DOOM
   F#7      
Mr Fantastik
   B         B7 B
Mr Fantastik ■  ■
D       Gmaj7    F#m7  B
Villain (What up nigga ■


[Verse]
D G                                       F#m7                                             
■ Rap snitches telling all their business Sit in the court and be their own star witness Do
    B7                  B                        D                                           
You see the perpetrator Yeah I'm right here Fuck around get the whole label sent up for years
   G  
uh Rap
                                    F#7
Snitches telling all their business Sit
                          B7                      B                                           
In the court and be their own star witness Do you see the perpetrator Yeah I'm right here Fuck
D                          E7                    
Around get the whole label sent up for years Type
Gmaj7                              F#7                                              B     
Profile low like A in Paid in Full Attract heavy cash 'cause the game's centrifugal Mister
                                           B7                    E7                        
Fantastik long dough like elastic Guard my life with twin Glocks that's made out of plastic
G             Gmaj7                               F#7     
Can't stand a brown nosing nigga fake ass bastard Admiring
              B7                            
My style tour bus through Manhattan Plotting
B                                       D         
Plan the quickest my flow's the sickest My hoes be
                                  G      Gmaj7                      F#7                       
The thickest my dro the stickiest Street nigga stamped and bonafide When beef jump niggas come
    F#m7                       B                                         D                  
get me 'cause they know I ride True to the ski mask New York's my origin Play a fake gangsta
                     G                         Gmaj7         F#m7                      
like a old accordion According to him when the D's rushed in Complication from the wire
                          B         
testimony was thin Caused his man to
                                   B7              D                      G                   
Go up north the ball hit 'em again Lame rap snitch nigga even told on the Mexican Rap snitches
                           B7         F#m7     
telling all their business Sit in the court and
   B7                            B                                            D             
Be their own star witness Do you see the perpetrator Yeah I'm right here Fuck around get the
                              G   Gmaj7           
whole label sent up for years Rap snitches telling
                   F#7                    
All their business Sit in the court and be
                              B                                            D                   
Their own star witness Do you see the perpetrator Yeah I'm right here Fuck around get the whole
                             G                Gmaj7                     F#m7                
label sent up for years True there's rules to this shit fools dare care Everybody wanna rule
   
the
                     B                              
World with Tears For Fear Yeah yeah tell 'em tell it
                     D                                             Gmaj7                    
On the mountain hill Running up they mouth bill everybody doubting still Informer keep it up
       
and get
F#m7                                                                                        
Tested Pop through the bubble vest or double breasted He keep a lab down south in the little
D                                                       G                                    
beast So much heat you woulda thought it was the Middle East A little grease always keeps the
                  F#m             F#m7             B7                         B              
wheels a spinning Like sitting on twenty threes to get the squealers grinning Hitting on many
                      D                                
trees feel real linen Spitting on enemies get the steel
        G                                        F#m7                                B       
for tin men Where no brains but gum flap He said his gun clap then he fled after one slap Son
                                       D            E7                
shut your trap save it for the bitches Mm delicious rap snitch knishes


[Chorus]
G Gmaj7 F#m7 B7 B D G Gmaj7
■ ■     ■    ■  ■ ■ ■ ■    
F#m7 B7 Gmaj7 F#m7 B D E
■    ■  ■     ■    ■ ■ ■


[Outro]