Biografía:
Rakim Mayers (nacido el 3 de octubre de 1988), más conocido como Asap Rocky (estilizado como A$AP Rocky), es un rapero y director visual americano. Nacido y crecido en Nueva York, en el barrio de Harlem, es un miembro del grupo de hip hop A$ap Mob, del cual adaptó su apodo. Rocky lanzó su primer mixtape LiveLoveA$AP en 2011 recibiendo el reconocimiento de los criticos. Planea lanzar su primer album LongLoveA$AP el 31 de Octubre, 2012.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
Am Am Em G
Am Am Em G
[Verse 1]
Am Am
Bloody ink on my pad spelled suicide
Em G
Michael Jackson even passed cause you scrutinized
Am Am
Fuck illuminati lies, say I'm lucified
Em G
Baptised in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Dm F
Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide
C G
Or the thighs on my whores, they be super-sized
Dm F
Good and bad having wars, nigga, choose a side
C G
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God
Am Am
Who am I? Lord Flacko
Em G
Painting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat, Picasso
Am Am
Capo Head Hancho, now my following's colossal
Em G
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper todo caso
Dm F
It's like you heard God spoke, I seen the ghetto gospel
C G
The choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Dm F
Sister Mary Jane to make me sleep from singing high notes
C G
The bible or the rifle, goodnight folks
[Instrumental]
Dm F C G
Dm F C G
[Verse 2]
Am Am
Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide
Em G
Kurt Cobain even died cause you scrutinize
Am Am
It's a fine line between truth and lies
Em G
Jesus Christ never lied, still was crucified
Dm F
That's why I never judge another nigga
C G
Life's a bitch, but that bitch in love with other niggas
Dm F
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers nigga
C G
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the cupboards nigga
Am Am
Sucker niggas, wassup with niggas?
Em G
So my new attitude is like "Fuck them niggas!"
Am Am
I grew up with niggas, but don't fuck with niggas
Em G
I don't trust them niggas, ain't got no love for niggas
Dm F
Had the gold grills shining like them southern niggas
C G
Kept it trilla, now the whole world fuckin' with us
Dm F
Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas
C G
Now your world is in my palm, take cover
[Instrumental]
Dm F C G
Dm F C G
[Bridge]
G G
If I shall ever fall, Lord pick me up
Am Am
Ever since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups
Em G
Ever since them diapers and my zip-me-ups
Dm Dm
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all, wish me luck
[Outro]
Em G
Where do we lie
Am Am
Tell me where do we stand
Em G
Where do we go
Dm Dm
It's all part of the plan
Em G
Where do we lie
Am Am
Tell me where do we stand
Em G
Where do we go
Dm Dm
It's all part of the plan
[Instrumental]
Dm F C G
Dm F C G
Am Am Em G
Am Am Em G
[Verse 1]
Am Am
Bloody ink on my pad spelled suicide
Em G
Michael Jackson even passed cause you scrutinized
Am Am
Fuck illuminati lies, say I'm lucified
Em G
Baptised in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Dm F
Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide
C G
Or the thighs on my whores, they be super-sized
Dm F
Good and bad having wars, nigga, choose a side
C G
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God
Am Am
Who am I? Lord Flacko
Em G
Painting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat, Picasso
Am Am
Capo Head Hancho, now my following's colossal
Em G
Ain't no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper todo caso
Dm F
It's like you heard God spoke, I seen the ghetto gospel
C G
The choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Dm F
Sister Mary Jane to make me sleep from singing high notes
C G
The bible or the rifle, goodnight folks
[Instrumental]
Dm F C G
Dm F C G
[Verse 2]
Am Am
Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide
Em G
Kurt Cobain even died cause you scrutinize
Am Am
It's a fine line between truth and lies
Em G
Jesus Christ never lied, still was crucified
Dm F
That's why I never judge another nigga
C G
Life's a bitch, but that bitch in love with other niggas
Dm F
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers nigga
C G
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the cupboards nigga
Am Am
Sucker niggas, wassup with niggas?
Em G
So my new attitude is like "Fuck them niggas!"
Am Am
I grew up with niggas, but don't fuck with niggas
Em G
I don't trust them niggas, ain't got no love for niggas
Dm F
Had the gold grills shining like them southern niggas
C G
Kept it trilla, now the whole world fuckin' with us
Dm F
Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas
C G
Now your world is in my palm, take cover
[Instrumental]
Dm F C G
Dm F C G
[Bridge]
G G
If I shall ever fall, Lord pick me up
Am Am
Ever since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups
Em G
Ever since them diapers and my zip-me-ups
Dm Dm
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all, wish me luck
[Outro]
Em G
Where do we lie
Am Am
Tell me where do we stand
Em G
Where do we go
Dm Dm
It's all part of the plan
Em G
Where do we lie
Am Am
Tell me where do we stand
Em G
Where do we go
Dm Dm
It's all part of the plan
[Instrumental]
Dm F C G
Dm F C G
A. Cinco
A. Gherardi
A. P. Carter
A.A. Bondy
A.C. Newman
A.R. Rahman
A.S Dragon
A2
Aafke Romeijn
AAG