Tonart: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
I've been causing pain
F
The house I live in, my domain
Em
Where I kicks all the pushers,
pimps, and tricks
Dm
Sellin' drugs to make bank,
little kids packin' a shank
F
Talkin' about Simón Humboldt,
Em
you know I never rank
Dm
But it's a pity when you're livin'
F
in the city of the wicked
Em
Where the beast always has
another deadly feast
life's a gamble in the ghetto
F
Em
You gotta commit a sin and crimes
Dm
just to earn the mental vis
ions of a bloody mess
F
Caress the mind of a criminal, my friends,
Em
they all become a minimal
Dm
Living day by day when I was young
F
Always packed a gun, had him on the run
Em
Am
Now I realize this was my fun
Dm
Damn, things all change
when you get older
F
But I still gotta keep on
Em
looking over my shoulder
Dm
The streets that I used to roam
no longer I consider home
F
But still down for the scent
Em
Am
that I grow in, but I hang around
Em
you gotta earn your middle
F
Em
Don't press your luck
cause you're gonna get stuck
Dm
F
In the middle of the game
Em
Am
Well ain't that a shame?
Dm
F
The mighty dollar's taking over me
And now the street's rolling
Em
with the wicked mentality
Dm
F
In the middle of the game
Em
Am
Well ain't that a shame?
child's put to rest
F
What a bloody mess I've seen
Em
Shot by another stupid teen
Dm
You act much different
F
when you're not with all your homies
Now where's the man
Em
Am
that I saw the other day at 40?
Dm
You need a can of man so toast,
Gone with the wind,
I smoke the man I win
Dm
I love my battles that I get in,
F
so fit in where you're me
But I'ma be the one that's
Am
Dm
Fools try to walk and step like me,
F
the reputation that I carry
Em
I put Ovato in the mortuary
you want your kids to be
F
So listen to me when I speak
before they find your body
Em
Am
bur ied in a creek
Dm
My life's been a mess,
still I plan to keep it all together
F
Em
I'm thinking about all them days,
nothing to last forever
Dm
I thought I had my homies back,
but those talking smack
F
Fuck em, if I gotta tuck em,
Em
Am
then you know it's like that
F
you gotta earn your metal
Don't press your luck,
Em
cause you're gonna get stuck
Dm
F
In the middle of the game
Em
Am
Well ain't that a shame?
Dm
F
The mighty dollar's taking over me
And now the streets growin'
Em
with the wicked mentality
Dm
F
In the middle of the game
Em
Am
Well, ain't that a shame?
Dm
The victim's in the casket,
a young kid got blasted
Em
it is reality, it's lasted
Dm
But how much of this will make
him understand it ain't the way
Em
if you will live to see another day
Dm
Actin' like a big man,
but ran when you saw me comin'
F
You didn't have no backup,
Em
boy, that's why you started runnin'
Dm
You left and didn't think about
F
throwin' down for your set
Wet between the legs,
Em
cause you're packing little chicken eggs
Dm
But claimed to be the biggest
when you started stickin' homies
F
Em
And then I broke you off
in front of all your little homies
couldn't nobody handle
F
Em
Am
1, 2, 3, 4, crazy lookin' vandals
Dm
That walked into a room,
living life like death ready to
And still till this day
Em
you know I'm walking past em'
Dm
So think about that vato loco
that is in your dream
Em
when I'm movin' through my
Em
you gotta earn your pedal
F
Em
Don't press your luck,
cause you're gonna get stuck
Dm
F
In the middle of the game
Dm
Em
Am
Well, ain't that a shame?
Dm
Em
The mighty dollar's taking over me
And now the streets
Em
rollin' with the wicked
and the violent
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