Tonart: C# minor
Verse 1
Bm
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
Coke for five dollars, and grass for two.
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
F#
Em
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
It's just last week we was
F#
fucking some bitches
Bm
Then back to the hood
F#
with the homies in trenches
Em
F#
In the cut, street gang surveillance
Bm
They ain't got a warrant
F#
but they still tryna train us
Bm
It's your post it on the block,
F#
the chips are hollow
Bm
Firefighters in the van
F#
with the semi -autos
Em
F#
They was ready, so four jumped out
Bm
F#
My boy got hit, they laid him out
Bm
Many of the heavily armed traffickers
F#
fled to neighboring slums
Bm
And that's where the thieves
F#
Em
have now started to move in
At one point there was an exchange
Bm
of automatic gunfire
F#
that lasted almost two hours
Bm
F#
So now we gotta bury one of our own
Bm
Say goodbye to my dawg,
F#
now the pressure is on
Em
It's a must, it's straps we trust
F#
Bm
Time to show the end of me,
F#
not to fuck with us
Bm
F#
We reminiscing, on the times we had
Bm
Sometimes it was good,
F#
sometimes we're bad
Em
Potential tar gets, no matter who they are
Bm
So if you ain't down with us,
F#
get the fuck out the car
Bm
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday
Bm
F#
Hol iday, we need a holiday
Em
Holiday, we need a holiday
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
Holiday, we need a holiday
F#
Bm
But how long people will remain patient
F#
during intense violence remains
Em
to be seen.
The intensity of the gunfire
Bm
has meant stray bullets
F#
have hit power and water lines.
Bm
I said just last night we
F#
was high as fuck
Bm
F#
when the homie OB in his fucking truck
Em
Off that brown stuff,
why he do that shit?
Bm
Another death in the ghetto
F#
make me crave that shit
Bm
D
Mom suf fer, when the homie died,
F#
Bm
when the homie get life,
F#
his wife he cried
Em
F#
Never stop to think for a second
Bm
Instead we strap up with
F#
the latest reppin'
Bm
F#
Mic's a Wesson and my boy got a Glock
Bm
F#
The Triple OG got the kicker and gotch
Em
It's a watch, something bout to go down
F#
Bm
Homie, that's how it go
F#
on my side of town
Bm
F#
The police are corrupt and rotten,
this is war
Bm
No, no,
F#
Em
but you so good to I don't do police
Bm
Why you stuck up to us?
F#
Gangs are mixed up with the police
Bm
Unexpected,
F#
and when it does you hide
Bm
F#
Every single rider on the hallway side
Em
look to the sky
Cause I miss old times,
F#
Bm
so I'ma take you back
F#
with this gangsta rhyme
Bm
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday
Bm
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday
Em
Holiday, we need a holiday
F#
Bm
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday
Bm
F#
Bm
In Rio it's like this,
F#
if you have money
Em
you can get close to the police,
F#
Bm
with money you can
F#
buy them off you.
Bm
D
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday.
Bm
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday.
Em
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday.
Bm
F#
Holiday, we need a holiday.
Bm
Either you give them money,
F#
Bm
or they kidnap and kill you.
F#
Em
The arrested them.
F#
Bm
Have you ever been kidnapped?
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
Yes. By police?
F#
Em
What happened?
F#
Bm
They took me to my house
F#
and took me away.
Bm
F#
They came to my house,
Bm
F#
took me away as if nothing had
Em
They took me from my family.
F#
Bm
Without weapons, without anything,
F#
Bm
and took me away.
F#
Bm
I have no drugs or weapons with me,
F#
yet they said either you give us money
or we will kill you.
I
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