Tonart: Gb major
Verse 1
A
F#m
D
G#m
D
A
D
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
F#m
D
G#m
with R2, Janelle Rose,
D
A
and Nate Homer
F#
They about to show y 'all boys
A
D
F#m
yeah, yeah, yeah, get loud
D
Now I've been down and broke,
D
they had me seeing dividends quick
A
Balling with dollars, no six,
a young cat living in tits
B
F#
See mama had a wild seed
that she couldn't contain
A
F#m
Cause I was too busy in the streets
F#m
She used to tell me that she prayed
D
to God that I might change
G#m
But what I learned outside the door
D
stayed stuck in my brain
A
Coming home late, night high,
giving up grief and pain
F#
Getting turned around and kicked out,
I cried with the rain
made my eyes open
F#m
Couldn't help to see what I saw
D
Couldn't chill in my own hood,
G#m
getting har assed by the law
D
A
You know they waitin' for your beat to slip
And get that glock and fill
F#
And may stay prizzy in your last road trip
Now if you listen,
A
you can witness to the trials
F#m
And how vivid I dream
D
How I dealt with the bad
F#m
regardless of how it may seem
D
G#m
To you, I'm just another face strugglin'
D
F#m
In the same place hust lin'
A
We gotta change our present state,
man
It's all or nothin', yeah
F#
Let's get with it, let's get with it,
y 'all
A
F#m
I got a hole in my heart
D
that chest -bendin' back up
F#m
Find my soul memorizin'
D
ridin' in a black truck
G#m
My flow is aqua boogie
D
under R &T's and scream
A
F#
My roots is Blackfoot,
Billie Holiday history
A
F#m
I fist fought the devil,
D
put the dude out his misery
F#m
I'm a full grown man
D
F#
with a messed up past
One of the last ones stayin'
A
But nope, seems like lately
I robbed folks, huh
at least I ain't rode the metros lately
A
D
My scrotch has been extra spacey
F#m
Cream on my plate,
D
Daug
my pockets creamy
D
When it come to bein' rich,
the gift's God -given
A
F#
A
F#m
D
F#m
Full of inspiration, ambition, I'm driven
D
D
A
F#
A
D
F#m
D
D
A
B
Sippin' on that Captain
Morgan coke, coke
D
And they say that I'm dope, dope
F#m
D
I represent the other side of black folk
G#
D
The intelligent and different
from wack folk
A
Sometimes in alleys you see
smoke and crack folk
off ain't no jacks, nope
D
Gennaro got the antidote
A
F#m
For these simple wack emcees,
D
F#m
cause they ain't got no flow to moat
F#
D
F#m
That's my opinion for this mil lennium
Gm
then homeboy, give me some
F#
Some poetical alphabetical
F#m
southern rhyme schemes
Like the things that come
F#m
You know my whole team be
That's why we lookin' down
A
Wack MC's and foolish devils
D
Daug
F#
Grab your shovels, if you dig it
F#m
If you don't, then prepare yourself
A
F#m
F#
F#m
A
and let's get with it
Daug
F#
F#m
D
F#m
D
A
F#m
Daug
F#
F#m
D
F#m
Yes you bitch all I need is peace
F#
D
A
Gm
F#
F#m
D
F#m
D
D
A
Daug
You
F#
F#m
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