A#/C                    C/A#   A#/C        C/A#

A#/C                    C/A#   A#/C        C/A#

A#/C
 I'm Telling you right now
A#/C 
 Soon there will be nothing to plow
A#/C
 Soon ther'll be nothing natural
A#/C
 and everything will be artificial
A#/C
 In the future I say, 
 In the future I say, 
 In the future I say...

C  
All of the DJs surly have taken a lesson
C                                                             C   C
Start talkin trash and I'll come with my smith and wesson
  (for the verses, just mess around on the A#/C but play C mostly)
A little competition comes my way
But it always winds up the same
The stone that the builder refused
Shall be the head cornerstone

Am                   C
Ain't nothing wrong    
Am                   C                  F             C           G     
Ain't nothing right      and still I sit and lie awake all night

C
All of the DJs surely have taken a lesson                
                                                           C C A# C 
Try talkin' trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson

Enough d.j.s come with enough, enough stylee
But when I bust my lyrics we all know it's wicked and wiley

Am                   C
Ain't nothing wrong    
Am                   C                  F             C           G     
Ain't nothing right      and still I sit and lie awake all night

C
Oh yeah Rubadub blender
A new mixer, go,
I am the one DJ with enough flava ,it go 
Here I go, here I'm come, heara the dubbed down d.j.
Lord have this grilled cheese

I mean ah, I am Jamican but I ain't no freak 
I caught the man Ino with a ten pound bag of tweak 

Hold on, though we call it ghost rider
Every time we see them you fulfill the danger 

Am                   C
Ain't nothing wrong    
Am                   C                  F             C           G     
Ain't nothing right      and still I sit and lie awake all night

C                                  C
Oh, oh yea


C                              F                  G
Dreddy got a job to do, and we might fulfill his mission
C                              F                  G
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition       but ah,
C                              F                  G
We will survive in this world of competition
       C
Using guns and our ammunition 

bo,bo,bo,bo,bo,bo,bo

(This part is kinda wack but its the same as the last riff with a wha or something on it)
C                              F                  G

C                              F                  G (do this untill the end)
I won't wait so long mm,
i said I won't wait so long for you
oh, oh, yeah mmm ooh oh 

hard to get so much

hmm, stop your messin' around
ah ah ah ah better think of your future
ah ah ah ah time you straighten right out
                                 C
ah ah ah ah or you'll wind up in jail