Rapp Snitch Knishez Bass Guitar - Digital Sheet Music

Bass tab with sheet music and lyric cues. Originally played by Mark Egan in Space Oddity covered by Dave Matthews.Youtube link is in standard tuning. Yo! (Yo!)MF DOOM (Mr. Fantastik)Mr. Fantastik (Villain)What up, nigga? (Ain't nuttin', what's the word?)What's cracking, boy? (Same ol' shit, kid)Man (different day, you know?)These rap snitches, man, shit is bugged out, manWhat the fuck, man? (Shit, you telling me)Niggas running their mouth, telling e'rything, e'rything (critical)Rap snitches, telling all their businessSit in the court and be their own star witnessDo you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right hereFuck around, get the whole label sent up for years, uhRap snitches, telling all their businessSit in the court and be their own star witnessDo you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right hereFuck around, get the whole label sent up for yearsType profile low, like A in "Paid in Full"Attract heavy cash 'cause the game's centrifugalMr. Fantastik, long dough like elasticGuard my life with twin Glocks that's made out of plasticCan't stand a brown-nosing nigga, fake ass bastardAdmiring my style, tour bus through ManhattanPlotting, plan the quickest, my flow's the sickestMy hoes be the thickest, my 'dro the stickiestStreet nigga, stamped and bonafideWhen beef jump niggas come get me 'cause they know I rideTrue to the ski mask, New York's my originPlay a fake gangsta like a old accordionAccording to him, when the D's rushed inComplication from the wire testimony was thinCaused his man to go up north, the ball hit 'em againLame rap snitch nigga even told on the MexicanRap snitches, telling all their businessSit in the court and be their own star witnessDo you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right hereFuck around, get the whole label sent up for yearsRap snitches, telling all their businessSit in the court and be their own star witnessDo you see the perpetrator? Yeah, I'm right hereFuck around, get the whole label sent up for yearsTrue, there's rules to this shit, fools dare careEverybody wanna rule the world with tears for fearYeah, yeah, tell 'em, tell it on the mountain hillRunning up they mouth bill, everybody doubting stillInformer, keep it up and get testedPop through your bubble vest or double-breasted"He keep a lab down south in the little beast"So much heat you woulda thought it was the Middle EastA little grease always keeps the wheels a-spinningLike sitting on 23's to get the squealers grinningHitting on many trees, feel real linenSpitting on enemies, get the steel for tin menWhere no brains but gum flapHe said his gun clap, then he fled after one slap (pap!)Son, shut your trap, save it for the bitchesMmm, delicious, rap snitch kissesYou know what I'm saying? (It's terrible)Crazy, man, I'm just analyzing this whole gameThis is bugged out, man, niggas is snitchingTelling on they own self (it's a horror, yo)Fuck around and get everybody bagged, man(Atrocities) fuck around and get yo' mama bagged, niggaYou know your grandmama used to be bootleggingFake hustling nigga, heheheheheheh, hahaPerpetrator? Yeah, I'm right here