Tonart: C# minor•
Intro 1
B
C#m
B
C#m
B
C#m
Verse 1
I used to be a mobster
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster burning
Verse 2
C#m
Don't judge a book by the cover
B
Everything will be in this
world is your brother
C#m
B
When I lost the fun ? uncover
Ancient words that teach me to love ya!
C#m
B
So we burn to return to the mother
And we yearn to unlearn all they
A
C#m
told ya about yourself
B
Who you are, what you should be,
C#m
I'm gonna be free leave
Verse 3
Shouts through the sky, look out to the night
B
Feel alright!
Stars burn bright,
F#sus4
B
I like the moonlight
Verse 4
You'll be alright!
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster burn
C#m
This is the medicine,
B
I'm out like the Bedouin
This knife I'm burying and
A
this life I'm treasuring
Verse 5
C#m
This is the medicine,
I'm out like the Bedouin
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm
C#m
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a monster
B
Buffalo soldier, I know
Verse 6
C#m
B
I went running away to the cave
Went in a slave and came out all flames
C#m
I went running away for the hills
B
Back to my roots and I'm running still
C#m
But now I'm running to
A
Found my place and what it means
C#m
Find yourself and no one else
B
You have to leave it up to me,
Interlude 1
leave it up to me!
B
Verse 7
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
C#m
This is the medicine,
B
I'm not like the Bedouin
With this knife I'm burying and
A
this life I'm treasuring
B
A
C#m
I
Verse 8
B
you know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
C#m
I shot the sheriff, the DA,
Sorry Al Sharpton I don't
C#m
B
Maybe I'll stop talking about guns
When you talk about the funds
C#m
that they cut for the youth
Let's cut to the truth,
B
ain't enough for the youth
So tell me how you judge me til you're
C#m
stuck in the shoes, man!
Where the Congressmen,
B
where all the Senators?
They're thinking about their green,
not the color of the President?
C#m
This is just a relevance,
survival is the sentiment
B
Narcotics is the only way you know
C#m
B
They say that we are in a post Obama era
Well exactly what that mean? you
A
needn't make it clearer
C#m
Does it mean that the rich are gonna
B
finally start to share up
Re- proportion the wealth
and make things fairer
C#m
B
Asking God "why do poor people suffer"
but now I'm such a hypocrite,
The Rolls Royce mufflers.
C#m
In the gutters nobody never loved us
B
I am just the result of pain and hunger!
Verse 9
C#m
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
E
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
I used to be a mobster
E
B
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
A
I used to be a mobster burning up the block
Outro 1
E
B
A
B
A
B
A
B
A
B
A
B
A
B
B
A
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Akkorde & SongtexteB C#m A F#sus4 E
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