Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
Woo! I woke up this morning knowing I was right. I gotta be right,
Fm
cause I can't go wrong doing me, baby.
Bb
Cm
Yeah, I flow southpaw,
ain't nothing right about me.
Can they take the game to
BMall?
That's what they write about me.
Critics try, doubt me.
Try three, strike out me.
Till I took my first swing,
Ab
Cm
see they pitch game was lousy.
Trapped in the cocaine,
Ab
change lanes and reroute me
Cm
Ab
Mathematics that came was so lame,
I breathe outly
Gm
spit the sun out my mouthpiece
Bb
take bottles to the head like
Steve
Cm
Stout,
B
Ab
Beat you in the head with the pain
that cries out me
Cm
Ab
Thought the floor was dry like sand in
South
Beach
Cm
Ain't nothin' south about me
Ab
I set my bed from the bottom,
pen the sickest problem
Cm
Ab
Child that you encountered, bow wow
the most ill -mannered
Ab
Sick ballot, black talent
Cm
Ab
You can build houses with
the bricks y niggas droppin'
Fm
I was poppin' like hot grease
Gm
Beats need a autopsy
Ab
Bb
When I speak, I leave them all off -key
Gm
Ab
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
Cm
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna
be right
Ab
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
Cm
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
Ab
Just singin', stabbed in my back like
Christ did
Rodney
Cm
Ab
King tried that shit and got
hit with night snicks
Martin
Cm
Ab
Luther preached peace,
even he got sniped at
X'd
Ab
Cm
What you expect but excitement when the boss
Ab
add you to the fire and ignite shit
Cm
Ab
Bombs like eunitis leave
you stiff as arthritis
Arthorite shit
Gm
Ab
That sharp as icepicks and rikers
Bb
Though I don't think these niggas
I said can live righteous,
Ab
get stabbed in my back like
Christ did, I bled
Cm
Ab
From the same frost the bars
flow as priceless
Cm
My edge is that I'm close to the ledge
Ab
Cm
And I spit hollow heads from gunpowder
thoughts that run through my head
Infrared beams pain dreams
Cm
Ab
Get fed , do the same
stream that shoot insulin
Fm
Gm
I said, if a red hot steam roller
The flow of lawnmower,
Bb
Gm
your ass is grass
Ab
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
Cm
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
Ab
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
Cm
If bein' me is wrong,
Ab
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
Cm
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
Ab
came out with a crime, many roads across,
Cm
and being me is wrong,
Ab
Cm
Ab
Fm
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
Gm
Ab
Bb
Bdim
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
you
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