Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
Fm
Verse 1
Fm
[Slug]
He threw his weapon in the trash dumpster
In the alley way, behind that Irish pub
Then he sprinted like Olympics
down the street
Everything went numb
except his legs and feet
His car was parked, just a few blocks away
He ain't gettin' caught
Nope, not today
And he can hear the faint
sounds of the sirens
Time is short
And life's a sport
He tried to push weight like
Fm
Somebody got to hate
and instigate at that bar
He popped that fool, like baby I'm a star
Now he's runnin' to the safety
of his baby momma's car
Boy was born to be a soldier
Look over the shoulder as
he took the corner
Nobody at the pub knows who he was
They seen him though
Either way, there's a vehicle
Down the street
It's within his reach
The cops are close
Hear the tires screech
Db
Fm
Hand in the pocket
Grab the remote
Then, pop the trunk yeah
Hopped in a closed it
Eb
Sittin' in the cold trunk space
Fm
But his head stayed hot
from the sweat on his face
Eb
Got to keep his cool and think this through
Fm
If only he could fall asleep for a few
Verse 2
Fm
All thoughts crossed
Ebm
Db
Of how he got lost
Time is gone
Ab
Db
Tryin' to hit the stop watch
Bbm
Wishin' he could take it back
Ab
Bbm
to the simple
Ab
Gb
When the future still had some potential
Ebm
Db
playground jungle gym
Ab
Db
To the concrete jungle
that he's stuck within
Ab
Bbm
No returners
Ab
Gb
Stay warm from the fire of the glory
Fm
burnin'
Verse 3
Bbm
Chorus: [x2] [Slug] And it
Fm
burns
[MURS] Glory burnin' in every
Bbm
Fm
soul
[Slug] And it burns
[MURS] Glory burnin'
in every goal
[Slug] And it burns
[MURS] Glory burnin'
in every war
Bbm
[Slug] So let it burn
[MURS] But know what you're
Verse 4
[MURS]
Who did this motherfucker think he was?
Ran up on who like he didn't give a fuck?
Who called the cops from
inside the pub?
Cause it didn't take the who
that long to show up
What made me think I had
to take it this far?
What made me hop into the
trunk of this car?
What would you do if your
crew as at war?
What would they do to
even out the score?
Where my boys at? They was
supposed to have my back
Wait, I can't hear no footsteps,
where the cops at?
Where I'm supposed to run
when this trunk gets cracked?
Eb
Fm
Wait, where my girl at? As
a matter of fact
Why ain't we pulled off and
Eb
left without a trace?
Fm
Why didn't I listen when she said,
"Baby wait"?
Why did I see disgust when
I look into her face?
Why didn't I learn when
Eb
I caught my first case?
Fm
When will the oxygen
run out in this truck?
When won't I have to prove
I ain't no punk?
When will the OGs catch
Fm
When will I get a chance
to smoke this blunt?
How could I think of gettin'
high right now?
How could I do this to my
woman and child?
How did I end up livin' life so fowl?
Never thought the glory would burn me,
Verse 5
Fm
Ebm
Db
The fire within burns close to the heart
Ab
Db
Keeps the live shit and the emotions apart
Bbm
Ab
God forbid you mix passion with thought
Bbm
Ab
Cause then you're only askin'
Gb
for the drama to start
Fm
The cycle never ends while we
Ebm
Db
live in denial
Ab
And wonder what it is to
Db
make the kid so wild
Bbm
Ab
Who, what, where and when, why and how
Bbm
Ab
But the answers to the those questions
Gb
Fm
don't matter now
Outro 1
Chorus [x2]
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Fm
Ab
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