Chorus: Ab Bb7 We've had a hell of a ride Db Ab But you thought we were riding to heaven Ab Bb7 Well, I motherxxxxing lied Db Db7 Now crank that funky xxxx to eleven Interlude -x2-: Ab Bb7 Db Db7 Verse: -nc- Photosynthetical. I want 'em botanical -nc- And I'm kind of theoretical -what- -nc- Quantum mechanical -what- -nc- Alphabetical, a word puritanical -nc- Not a hypothetical -nc- I rule tyrannical Ab Tyrannical-saurus-rex, xxxx the system, solar plexus Ab a lone star Texas, yeah, Too smart to be xxxist, hey Ab Slow it down; the xxxx's too quick, xxxx it; stick with it, the kid is too sick to quit Ab Haters, suck my xxxx, handle the candle, lick the wick -nc- No, stop, You're better than that -nc- Come on, mail definition; there's a letter in that Ab Spell "male" then repeat the second letter in that, "a" "a" If you got a girl, let her in that Ab I said I got a green light, Jay Gatsby, you know leaking's just for maxi Ab Leak my tracks, they're tax-free, the way it should be, if you ask me Ab Take this music, choose it, use it, fuse it, abuse it, lose it Ab Some of you like it sweet, but if it's just me, then, “b”, let's ride the beat Ab xxxx it, get a bucket, my stomach is gonna upchuck Bb7 Texas ranger, no, walker, get up, Chuck Db Pixar's xxxxs are slick 'cause they xxxxed up Ab What a xxxxed up stuck up suck up Pre-Chorus: Ab Say this xxxx is crap, scoff Gb Write me off as some white kid tryin' to rap Fm Because I'm willing to quit, Eb7 Just kidding the kid'll keep killing this xxxx, oh Chorus: Ab Bb7 We've had a hell of a ride Db Ab But you thought we were riding up to heaven Ab Bb7 Well, I motherxxxxing lied Db Ab So crank that funky xxxx to eleven Ab Bb7 We've had a hell of a ride Db Ab But you thought we were riding up to heaven, heaven Ab Bb7 I motherxxxxing lied Db Db7 So crank that funky xxxx to eleven, baby Verse: Ab Lyrical acrobat, listen, empirical mathematician, the lyrical aftermath Ab Is it part due to the fact that rap's elastic addict is missing Ab Too smart to be dismissed, hey, Miss Heart meet Mister Fist Ab Kids can't cut it so they try a wrist, xxxx, got nothin' on me; I'm a nihilist Ab Come on, Bo, flow, blow like the wind go Bb7 Flow like the wind blow, blowin' out the window Db Db7 Amnesty, amnesia, I remember a window in Indonesia Ab Pleased to meet ya Ab I don't believe in Jesus, Jesus please don't sneeze your cheeze-its Ab Please, it's just what I believe, It's not Jesus. It's Cheezez-Its, right? Ab Not like the Jeremiah Wright guy, Rhyme too tight and it's making you fight mine Ab Skin Lite-Brite, like at night what you write by, Lord of the Rings but I'm the Tolkien white guy Pre-Chorus: Ab Too dense, gotta rewind it Gb Hate my brain but too sane to mind it Fm Meanings there, but as a rule of thumb Eb7 Just hum if you're too dumb to find it -hmmm- Chorus: Ab Bb7 We've had a hell of a ride Db Db7 But you thought we were riding up to heaven Ab Bb7 Well, I motherxxxxing lied Db Db7 So crank that funky xxxx to eleven Ab Bb7 We've had a hell of a ride Db Db7 But you thought we were riding up to heaven, heaven Ab Bb7 I motherxxxxing lied Db Db7 Now crank that funky xxxx to eleven, baby -Repeat-
