Tonart: B major
Verse 1
Em
C
Em
C
I've
C
Ab
and you can't see ya
G
Ab
G
Ab
I gotta be one, the heavenly one
G
You liar, you liar, you liar, you will die
C
G
I don't care, I don't care
G
And I believe I can fly
G
Em
I'm still higher than you
C
Don't be sad when the plane goes down
G
You get mad when you're not around
C
Want to laugh when I see that frown
Em
Fucked up Chucky and I
G
C
stomped his face in
C
G
Don't play that shit again
C
G
Em
Think you're stay -thumb
C
Just stay the fuck away
C
And it's not Corn Flakes
G
Em
Call it littering
C
Who dump you in the lake
G
Better watch your homies,
C
cause all those bitches
fake
C
shouldn't have trusted them
G
C
Got me fucked up, but that's who I am
G
And there is this name,
G
Mr. Negative, they say it loudly
People who bother me,
C#dim
C
when I'm at the mall
C
out all the shoe cleaners
G
And you want to approach me
Ab
C
G
An d you can see
Ab
G
Ab
I got a V1
G
Ab
Got a V1
G
C
You liar, you liar
G
Ab
G
You liar, you will die
C
G
I don't care, I don't care
C
Ab
You liar, you will die
C
G
Money's so easy to spend
C
G
C
I'm glad I got a lot
Em
I mean it's easy to spend
C
I'm glad I got a lot of it
G
I got a lot of capital,
C
G
C
many fucks are lowercase
Em
And I'm ready to gamble,
G
I won't see who's laughing,
Em
Give my ass to Laughlin,
Em
And I would be racist, but I ain't
G
all of those who claim to be Christians
C
These are the ones that say
that we're things
Em
even though we follow the same religion
C
You really follow a religion
G
and they follow it the wrong way
C
Em
I'd rather move to Cuba with Tupac
C
Don't believe in conspiracy theories,
C
Am
Ties into politics,
C
A
Em
always on some bullshit
G
C
Making lies for their benefit,
G
and they ain't in their element
C
I'm a threat and I attack
Em
What the fuck is wrong with this?
C
What fuck is wrong with that?
Ab
Fuck the chorus, I'll go over it
G
Ab
Hold my hat while I talk my shit
G
Bitch, I just entered treatment mode
C
Ab
Life without a fucking cheat code
G
C
If I could play God, man, I'd play fair
G
Ab
G
Scratch the world behind the ear
I don't need to clear the air
Unless the fucking smoke was exhaled
C
All those kids wanna act like adults
But don't wanna be responsible
G
Then they cry when they get hurt
C
They got what's coming to them
They so fucking for real,
G
they low -key belong in hell
But I can't say that shit,
that'll make me a hypocrite
Em
But I'll be going to heaven,
so I'll say they belong in jail
Which they do and I don't care,
cause it's true, yeah
I declared I'm the best
judge of character,
I'm not God and neither are you
But at least I'm self -aware,
my ego's a big -ass burden
Responsibility to do right,
against the force of society
Like you know, so at the same time,
I'm selfish, I'm selfless
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