Тональность: F minor
Verse 1
*woman sings in background as
the Intro begins*
(Intro)
Ryan pump blast shattered
glass in the classroom
C
Penny tried to hide in a bathroom,
Em
Homicide scream from the
hand held dragon
Mental flame from the barrel
claim 25 angel, mercy
Long as the black board,
splatter with his inside
C
Never had a chance to ride his
Billy didn't shake lord, he fell silent
Died in the pantomime of cold violence
His killer didn't even blink,
he couldn't think
the sirens kept firing
possessed and perspiring
He grew up admiring, 30 auts and calicos
are- 15 and long barreled
C
44's so on the story goes
He went out in a blaze of glory
Em
He went out in a front page story
He went out in a front
page story
Verse 2
Em
[Hook](x2)
My soul can't rest today
C
Em
I can't bring myself to pray
C
Em
I get down on my knees
Cause you will always be six
feet under me
Verse 3
Em
[Verse One] Frank,
C
I'm sorry you didn't get to see
your cell phone tape, hear yourself
Em
But to the mother fuckas who took Frank Williams AKA Fast Black,
FUCK YOU! (Gunshot)
Verse 4
Em
Dear God, I've messed up again,
Vodka spilling out my mouth
onto my chin
Em
I've slipped into the darkness
of the heartless
Those barbarians carry savage weapons
and they start shit
They hearts is cold as the artic,
C
these men motivate mobs to lynch
These monsters are men,
A
Em
These monsters of then are who
I bang with
Who I bang with, Crips, Bloods,
C
BG, VL we have created our own road to hell
Em
We train to kill and not to feel,
Em
But no matter who I kill I can't
bring my nigga back
My niggaz dead and I can't get
my fucking head around it
C
We was just smoking blunts
of the best chronic
Am
And now I'm wearing a t- shirt
with his picture on it
Em
Staggering about to vomit,
consumed with vengeance
With my vengeance I'm all consumed,
C
by mid afternoon smoking blunts in my room
Em
To whom ever this letter
may concern
A
Em
When bullets strike they burn more than
the flesh of the ones hit
You took my nigga my heart split, its broken,
C
shattered in a million pieces
Em
A
Help me Jesus, help me Jesus, just help me Jesus,
Em
thug niggaz killers
They victims was screaming
help me Jesus
Verse 5
soul can't rest today
C
I can't bring myself to pray
Em
A
Em
I get down on my knees
Cause you will always be six
feet under me
Verse 6
Em
*woman sings until end
Outro 1
*heart monitor goes flat line*
Em
C
Em
A
Em
C
A
Em
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