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[Hook: Big Sean]
D#mMake it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
D#mYou can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
D#mClique too big, bread gotta break it
D#m'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
D#mEverything lined up for the takin'
D#mAnd what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
D#mWhat I need? No favors
D#mEverything lined up for the takin'
D#mAnd what I need from 'em? No favors
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
D#mI'm about gettin' the job done, boy up every night
D#mI'm about rollin' a seven when I toss up the dice
D#mI'm about gettin' my logo all flooded with ice
D#mI'm about takin' a risk that might fuck up your life
D#mTell 'em point and shoot like camera crews
In front of cameras too (Brrr!)
D#mDamn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?
D#mI'm like, "Niggas took the flow, but I'm still standin' too."
D#mThought I had the Midas touch, and then I went platinum too
D#mMotherfuck all your comparisons (Fuck 'em!)
D#mI've been talkin' to God like that's my therapist
D#mI'm African-American in America; I ain't inherit shit
D#mBut a millionaire under 30, so He must be hearin' shit
D#mDon, don, don life, I do this for the crib, the D to Flint
D#mKids who get sick with lead, others get hit with the lead
D#mFrom where they need a handout
D#mBut they tell you put hands up
D#mOnly deals I had was from the Sam's Club
D#mNow it's blue blood in my veins
Though you know what I came for
D#mBorn in a world goin' where they told me I can't go
D#mIn my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt
D#mGet ahead by any means, so the head's what I aim for
D#mWhen my grandma died I realized I got an angel
D#mShow me everything's a blessing, dependin' on the angles
D#mLook, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies
D#mThat's my new lifetime policy
D#mWoodgrain steering wheel, this bitch feel like a pirate ship
D#mHow many hot verses 'til you bitches start acknowledgin'
D#mThe pictures we been paintin'? My nigga
D#mConnected to a higher power—how I know?
N.C.
'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga
D#mLook, all I ever did was beat the odds
D#m'Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out
D#mNever stoppin' like we hypnotized
D#mWatch what we visualize on the rise
D#mBe the GOAT while we alive; when we die, we gon' be the gods
[Hook: Big Sean]
D#mMake it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
D#mYou can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
D#mEverything lined up for the takin'
D#mAnd what I need from 'em? No favors
D#mClique too big, bread gotta break it
D#m'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
D#mEverything lined up for the takin'
D#mAnd what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
[Verse 2: Eminem]
D#mIf she was flavor, I won't save her
D#mNo taste buds, ho, later!
D#mFuck you lookin' at, hater?
I saw them eyes, like an D#mass raper
Try to copy my swag like a cheating cD#mlassmate
I'll be the D#mlast face you see 'fore you D#mpass
When you get your fuckin' D#mass graded like a mD#math paper
So aD#mhead of my time, "late" means I'm early
My age is rD#meversing, I'm basically thirty
D#mAmazingly sturdy, zany and wordy
D#mBrainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty
D#mInsanely perverted, rapey and scurvy
D#mThey blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis
D#mSaid I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater
D#mA piece of furniture, egg beater, thermos
D#mIt may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringeworthy
D#mBut I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81
D#mSurely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap
D#mState of emergency, the planet's having panic attacks
D#mBrady's returning, matter of fact I may be deserving
D#mOf a pat on the back, like a Patriots jersey
D#mInexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it
D#mLike a fuckin' Terrier hid in it
D#mDespicable, dumb it down, ridiculous
D#mTongue is foul, shoot off at the fuckin' mouth
D#mLike a missile, a thunder cloud
D#mHundred pound pistol, pull the trigger, this gun will sound
D#mAnd you'll get a round, like Digital Underground
D#mAnd fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan poster
D#mWith a lamp post, door handle, shutter
D#mA damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener
D#mA candle, rubber, piano, a flannel, sucker
D#mSome hand soap, butter, a banjo and manhole cover
D#mHand over the mouth and nose smother
D#mTrample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover
D#mThe band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner
D#mGo ham donut, or go Rambo, gut her, make an example of her
D#mThat's for Sandra Bland, ho, and Philando
D#mHannibal on the lam, no wonder I am so stubborn
D#mI'm anti, can't no government handle a commando
D#mYour man don't want it, Trump's a bitch
D#mI'll make his whole brand go under (Yeah)
D#mAnd tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A.
D#mWhite Bronco like Elway, speeding
D#mI'm 'bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?
D#mFemales stay beating 'em
D#mBet you they'll lay bleeding, and yell, "Wait!" pleading
D#mBut screaming is pointless, like feeding Michel'le helium
D#mLeaving 'em pale-faced, medium-sized welt
D#mStraight treating 'em like a cellmate
D#mSeedy, I'm climbing hell's gate
D#mBitch, I'm like your problems: self-made
D#mMeaning someone else's help ain't needed, 'cause I'ma…
[Hook: Big Sean]
D#mMake it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it
D#mYou can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it
Everything lined up for the takin'
And what I need from 'em? No favors
D#mClique too big, bread gotta break it
D#m'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'
D#mEverything lined up for the takin'
D#mAnd what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors
D#mWhat I need? No favors
D#mEverything lined up for the takin'
D#mAnd what I need from 'em? No favors
[Outro]
D#m(I know you feeling yourself right now.)
D#m(But I'm not sure she's the one—I wouldn't call her, man.).
D#m"Hey, I'm outside."
What are you doing here?

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No Favors

by Big Sean

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D#m

[Hook: Big Sean]

D#m

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it

D#m

You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it

Everything lined up for the takin'

And what I need from 'em? No favors

D#m

Clique too big, bread gotta break it

D#m

'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'

D#m

Everything lined up for the takin'

D#m

And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors

D#m

What I need? No favors

D#m

Everything lined up for the takin'

D#m

And what I need from 'em? No favors

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

D#m

I'm about gettin' the job done, boy up every night

D#m

I'm about rollin' a seven when I toss up the dice

D#m

I'm about gettin' my logo all flooded with ice

D#m

I'm about takin' a risk that might fuck up your life

D#m

Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews

In front of cameras too (Brrr!)

D#m

Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?

D#m

I'm like, "Niggas took the flow, but I'm still standin' too."

D#m

Thought I had the Midas touch, and then I went platinum too

D#m

Motherfuck all your comparisons (Fuck 'em!)

D#m

I've been talkin' to God like that's my therapist

D#m

I'm African-American in America; I ain't inherit shit

D#m

But a millionaire under 30, so He must be hearin' shit

D#m

Don, don, don life, I do this for the crib, the D to Flint

D#m

Kids who get sick with lead, others get hit with the lead

D#m

From where they need a handout

D#m

But they tell you put hands up

D#m

Only deals I had was from the Sam's Club

D#m

Now it's blue blood in my veins

Though you know what I came for

D#m

Born in a world goin' where they told me I can't go

D#m

In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt

D#m

Get ahead by any means, so the head's what I aim for

D#m

When my grandma died I realized I got an angel

D#m

Show me everything's a blessing, dependin' on the angles

D#m

Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies

D#m

That's my new lifetime policy

D#m

Woodgrain steering wheel, this bitch feel like a pirate ship

D#m

How many hot verses 'til you bitches start acknowledgin'

D#m

The pictures we been paintin'? My nigga

D#m

Connected to a higher power—how I know?

N.C.

'Cause I don't write this shit, I think it, my nigga

D#m

Look, all I ever did was beat the odds

D#m

'Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out

D#m

Never stoppin' like we hypnotized

D#m

Watch what we visualize on the rise

D#m

Be the GOAT while we alive; when we die, we gon' be the gods

[Hook: Big Sean]

D#m

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it

D#m

You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it

D#m

Everything lined up for the takin'

D#m

And what I need from 'em? No favors

D#m

Clique too big, bread gotta break it

D#m

'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'

D#m

Everything lined up for the takin'

D#m

And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors

[Verse 2: Eminem]

D#m

If she was flavor, I won't save her

D#m

No taste buds, ho, later!

D#m

Fuck you lookin' at, hater?

D#m

I saw them eyes, like an ass raper

D#m

Try to copy my swag like a cheating classmate

D#m D#m

I'll be the last face you see 'fore you pass

D#m D#m

When you get your fuckin' ass graded like a math paper

D#m

So ahead of my time, "late" means I'm early

D#m

My age is reversing, I'm basically thirty

D#m

Amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy

D#m

Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty

D#m

Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy

D#m

They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis

D#m

Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater

D#m

A piece of furniture, egg beater, thermos

D#m

It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringeworthy

D#m

But I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81

D#m

Surely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap

D#m

State of emergency, the planet's having panic attacks

D#m

Brady's returning, matter of fact I may be deserving

D#m

Of a pat on the back, like a Patriots jersey

D#m

Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it

D#m

Like a fuckin' Terrier hid in it

D#m

Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous

D#m

Tongue is foul, shoot off at the fuckin' mouth

D#m

Like a missile, a thunder cloud

D#m

Hundred pound pistol, pull the trigger, this gun will sound

D#m

And you'll get a round, like Digital Underground

D#m

And fuck Ann Coulter with a Klan poster

D#m

With a lamp post, door handle, shutter

D#m

A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener

D#m

A candle, rubber, piano, a flannel, sucker

D#m

Some hand soap, butter, a banjo and manhole cover

D#m

Hand over the mouth and nose smother

D#m

Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover

D#m

The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner

D#m

Go ham donut, or go Rambo, gut her, make an example of her

D#m

That's for Sandra Bland, ho, and Philando

D#m

Hannibal on the lam, no wonder I am so stubborn

D#m

I'm anti, can't no government handle a commando

D#m

Your man don't want it, Trump's a bitch

D#m

I'll make his whole brand go under (Yeah)

D#m

And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A.

D#m

White Bronco like Elway, speeding

D#m

I'm 'bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?

D#m

Females stay beating 'em

D#m

Bet you they'll lay bleeding, and yell, "Wait!" pleading

D#m

But screaming is pointless, like feeding Michel'le helium

D#m

Leaving 'em pale-faced, medium-sized welt

D#m

Straight treating 'em like a cellmate

D#m

Seedy, I'm climbing hell's gate

D#m

Bitch, I'm like your problems: self-made

D#m

Meaning someone else's help ain't needed, 'cause I'ma…

[Hook: Big Sean]

D#m

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it

D#m

You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it

Everything lined up for the takin'

And what I need from 'em? No favors

D#m

Clique too big, bread gotta break it

D#m

'Cause these others lowkey with the snakin', fakin'

D#m

Everything lined up for the takin'

D#m

And what I need from 'em? No favors, no favors

D#m

What I need? No favors

D#m

Everything lined up for the takin'

D#m

And what I need from 'em? No favors

[Outro]

D#m

(I know you feeling yourself right now.)

D#m

(But I'm not sure she's the one—I wouldn't call her, man.).

D#m

"Hey, I'm outside."

What are you doing here?

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