Settin' The Record Straight Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]
It's the
Emmy, yes the new effect
Many try to come hard but
none like this shit
And the
Emmy, the master ensemble
Guarantee you the fleece and
make the whole cart rumble
And the
S .I .S., specializing in sound
Coming straight from
D -Town, you can't fuck around
They call us nemesis,
and we're back on the premises
So suckers make a death wish
Yes, we return
For sleepers who didn't learn
We've been to hell and back
You get pressed like a perm
Some said we broke up
Well, that's a bald -faced lie
The rockstar that said that,
man, he must have been high
And there were other rumors
Some said we were in jail
And that we couldn't make bail
Or they could go to hell
Don't choose a weapon
Cause the nemesis is back
So punk motherfuckers start steppin'
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[Dm][Am]
The name's
Big
Al, they call me
Young
Fool
My mood's subdued,
I always pack a tool
I'm from the projects,
but it don't matter
You start talkin' to gang,
I'll let the butch
out scatter
Just the other day, this kid got ill
So I pulled up my back and busted his grill
Told him I'm your nemesis,
call me the enemy
You can drive,
but son, you can't get with me
The name is
[Dm]Ozzy, the de[Am]pendable servant
You'll never catch me
wearin' a turban
And I'm a [Dm]scholar,
and that's a [Am]stone cold fact
I can't acknowledge, from here to
Iraq [G]and back
They call me [Am]2 -D,
but that's a misquote
Cause I'm aligned to rhyme,
and never missing a note
So if you like this,
throw you home a practice
Coming from the
Darwin zone, and I think like a cactus
[Dm][Am][Dm]
[Am][Dm][Am]
Men on the wheels,
making the beats and breaks
Tellin' the world his name, we call him
DJ
Snake
King of the boom,
the front of all the bum gods
Makin' it drop and then
heatin' your heart
And in the studio,
makin' a more term trick
Snappin' steps so slick and
makin' bass drums kick
He is the room dog, the mighty
Wayne
Supreme
The number one draft pick and on the
Nemesis team
To all you wannabes,
get on your hands and knees
And start beggin' and squeezin'
before we make you greet
You should've known,
we wouldn't be gone for long
But now we're back in the zone,
kickin' the sets so strong
Lovin' the fact, y 'all
Punch lingo's a check
Collectin' much respect
And cashin' fat checks
We're on a mission
In the jam we dedicate
To set the record straight
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