BASS INTRO: (pretty close I think. play fast.)
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-------------------------1---------------------------------------|
D|-3/5-5-5-5-5-3/5-5-5-3-5---5-3-5-3/5-5-5-5-5-3/5-5-5-3-5-3-0-0-3-|
maybe up an octave or two, don't have a bass so I can't check the tonality

VERSE:
E|--------------------|
B|--------------------|
G|--------------------|
D|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--|
A|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--|
E|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--|

CHORUS:
E|----------------------|
B|----------------------|
G|----------------------|
D|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------|
A|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------|
E|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------|
                   yeah!

LEAD:
e|-16^^^^^^^-|
E|-----------|
B|-----------|
G|-----------|
D|-----------|
A|-----------|

OTHER BIT:
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------1---------------------------------------|
E|-3-5-5-5-5-5-3-5-5-5-3-5---5-3-5-3-5-5-5-5-5-3-5-5-5-3-5-3-0-0-3-|
pm . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

LYRICS!!!
I was a deth man degenerate
Some saw me as a fool just a menace and-
If I ever broke the law it was heaven sent,
In the habit of sayin' some shit I never meant,
Now it's time for you to see that when-
I speak- I'm real- I feel- I can never forget;
What is it that made me this way how I'm today,
And why it is this heavy music I play,

Now I'm a menace to tha heaven sent,
I break the fools and degenerates,
You're a deth man with a master plan,
If you can-can, come to my land we can get it on man, 
You needn't think you can pull one over me, 
I'm a tough, smart, heavy brotha in tha industry,
I got no grounds for beatin' around the bush,
You push - I push back and I hit with power see!!!!!

This is a message that will never end,
This is a soul that will never mend,
I got the fever - you're the reliever, 
I'm off the meter - you're just a bleeder.
In this land there's a race that time forgot,
And for the land - in  this time the race was shot,
Under-estimation, no conciliation, 
Got to be blatant, speaking to the nation!!