Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I gotta do something man,
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I'm either all the way right,
Am
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or I'm all the left.
Dm
I got one hand clutching the nine,
the others clutching the microphone,
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trying to make a clear choice
between the right and wrong,
Dm
trying to stay in the zone
with a right mind frame,
Am
but I keep getting distracted,
my whole life's changed.
Dm
I done went from being the best at it
to even get mentioned,
it's pure madness.
Am
I throw my hands up at the world
Dm
and say fuck it, the rap game hate it,
hip -hop, I love it
Am
Fighting to stay sober
or to abuse a substance
high, spontaneous combustion
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Leads me to spit this lava
in each discussion
Dm
So it's a must that I continue to struggle
Am
Or hide behind my weakness
knowing I got the muscle
Dm
To move mountains of trial
So I say Bismillah,
you cowards make way
Dm
Don't step to me, homie, I'm bad news
Am
Walk off, but you battered and bruised
Dm
I gotta make a move,
cause now I got nothing to lose
Am
You would never wanna walk in my shoes
Dm
I gotta make a move,
steady facing the inner city blues
Am
As I try to make a step to improve
Dm
I gotta make a move,
why you got your glock on snooze?
Am
I'm up early getting paid my dues
Dm
I gotta make a move,
I'm living in hell,
struggling to get to heaven
Am
As I fight this urge
to use the Smith & Wesson
Dm
It's a toss up as I'm
searching for guidance
Am
Do I follow my demons
or take the path to be righteous?
Dm
How do I fight this,
meaning how do I break this?
Am
Lyrical prescription leading
to cure the sickness
Dm
Listen as I spit this,
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choices gotta be made
Before I find myself in a rage,
throwin' grenades
Dm
Loadin' cock in a cage,
feenin' to hit the stage
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Just in case I need to avoid
my temper and space
Dm
Runnin' from my own inner power
like Bruce Banner
Am
But tired of bein' oppressed
and murdered by these cappers
Dm
This life is a test,
jitters what I'm after
Am
So I'm steady fighting for freedom
in every chapter
Dm
An d every line of the sign,
I clear a pathway
Am
So I say, Bismillah,
you cowards make way
Don't step to me, homie, I'm bad news
Am
Walk off, but you'd rather get bruised
Cause now I gots nothing to lose
Am
You would never wanna walk in my shoes
Steady facing the inner city blues
Am
As I try to make a step to improve
Why you got your clock doing snooze?
Am
I'm up early getting paid my dues
Outro 1
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