Tonart: A minor
Intro 1
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Em
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Verse 1
firing squad
Where people try hard
and can't fire me because
I turn it down flat before they
buy me the job
Don't even know why they
would want to hire me at all
Dm
I tried to be all, and I'd rather be poor
Am
And eatin' top, rhymin' every
Am
Because I sold my furniture and dinin' decor
I never wait in line unless the
line is real short
Cause I just get bored
Starvin' artists ain't content to be sold
Holes in the blue jeans were never
meant to be closed
They're sewn up, sewn shuttered,
so wadded, so lovely
To be so independent and broken,
so hungry
Am
crack can of bumblebee
Dm
Am
Two to eat it, repeat it,
Dm
leavin' the seed depleted
Am
And you can see me nappin',
crashin' on couches at factory outlets
Till they bounce me out backwards
Woah -oh -oh -oh -oh
Dm
Am
Dollar, dollar, bill y 'all
Dm
Am
Dead presidents will kill y 'all
Dm
Am
Woah -oh -oh -oh -oh
I'll chew it and swallow it
Am
to get rid of the greed
Woah -oh -oh -oh -oh
The rap great
Dm
Am
G .A says there ain't
Woah -oh -oh -oh
So give me everything that you love
Dm
Am
And I'll just burn it back to dust
Blessed is he who gets
money before you get it
Blessed is he whose trophy
wipers are freshest
And no, don't get me wrong,
I'm humble when it's convenient
But blessed is he who can
lie and make you believe it
Dm
Be attitude, switch your flow,
Am
flip a coat, get a poke,
Dm
Mr.
Coach
Am
Shivers nose when it's no limits,
no sinnin's, no pittin's
Propin' it when it cold,
grinnin' in the innin'
When I focused in and see the
coach grimace
Behold the benefits of livin'
with a little chip
Bolstered in the shoulder
of a sober voter, voter
So perfect, the covert conversion of overt
aversion of overt but turned versions
Dm
Am
Of this bohemian life,
the high end helium life
Dm
Am
That I am really alright without the 9 to 5
But thanks a lot and you
can keep it for yourself
I'm barefoot and mellow
in it with the rebel yell
Whoa -oh -oh -oh -oh
Dm
Am
Dollar, dollar, bill y 'all
Dm
Am
Dead presidents will kill y 'all
Dm
Am
Whoa -oh -oh -oh -oh
So give it to me,
Dm
Am
I'll chew it and swallow it to get rid of the greed
The rap great book says there ain't
Dm
Am
no such thing as halfway crooks
Dm
So give me everything that
Am
Dm
you love and watch me
Am
Dm
Am
You can get with this,
or you can get with that
I'm awesome, cool,
Keith, baby, all over the map
Em
You can get with that,
Am
Em
or you can get with this
Am
Product of an environment
I will never miss
You can get with this,
or you can get with that
Way too many raps for
the gear channel cats
Em
You can get with that,
Am
Em
or you can get with this
Em
Am
and I'm listening to kicks
Whoa -oh -oh -oh -oh
Dollar, dollar, billion
Dm
Billions rushing in the building
Dm
Dollar, dollar, billion
Am
Dm
Am
Billions rushing in the building
Dm
Am
Whoa -oh -oh -oh
Dm
Dollar, dollar, billion
Dead presidents who kill y 'all
Am
Dm
So give it to me,
I'll chew it and swallow it
Am
You get rid of the greed
Dm
The black great pope says
Am
Dm
there ain't no such thing
Dm
So give me everything that you love
And I'll just burn it back to dust
Am
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