Тональность: E minor
Intro 1
C
F#
A
B
Verse 1
on cracked and open asphalt
Em
Depression rolls and waves
C
over the city like a cancer
Pity we can't scream round here,
F#
B
whisper it's too massive
5 -0 on the sidelines
cheering the game like it's a mascot
C
100 -0 between the haves
and the have -nots
G
You don't get respect on the ave
unless you bag rocks
F#dim
B
A rap sheet'll get you mixed an
d mastered with no ass cop
C
Those royalties are non -existent
Em
Am
if you living on the fast block
C
Births are celebrated, corpses melanated
Em
And red and blue on opposite sides
C
of the color gradient
So don't you cross the lines
Bbdim
F#
if you ain't got your weight up
A
You hungry but these youngins
Am
out here starving for the paper
C
Greet you with dead peace
like As -Salaam -Alaikum
Em
G
You bow down and pray that the day
you don't meet your maker
F#dim
You're stressed and
highly unfavored
B
Seem like survivals outdated,
C
expired with no recall
B
But we all dying to save it
D
C
Am
D
out here in Babylon
Em
C
Am
D
B
Out here
Em
C
Am
D
in Babylon
B
We struggling out in Babylon
Em
C
Am
D
B
portrayals don't impress much
Em
Live on your channel 4
C
will make you lose your breakfast
So you remove your outrage
Bbdim
B
and stay with familiar networks
Am
D
Cause a man's life is so much less
A
Am
important than his network
C
For steak and champagne,
rosé and lobster
G
Em
Clean lines of cocaine
G
to numb what you can't process
F#dim
Reality is fabricated,
B
curated an d boxed up
C
An d sold on your TV
Em
Am
so you can't see the boogie monsters
it's so cliche but rather fitting
Em
Instead of righteous deaths
C
they'd rather make a savage living
F#
85 % of them is average, basic really
A
D
Flossing chains and whips
B
C
Ironically, pretty comes in compacts
Watch this haul with the nightfall
G
Em
G
Dirty tapes turn a relative eyesore
into an icon
F#dim
Truth don't get you paid,
B
so lies all play like hands on cards
C
Too hard to believe,
G
why don't you scroll through my Nikon
B
Em
C
Am
D
B
Out here in Babylon
Em
C
Am
D
Out here in Babylon
B
Em
C
Am
D
Out here in Babylon
B
Em
C
Am
D
We struggling out in Babylon
B
C
The scenes are battleground,
Em
battered faces, tattered gowns
All the world's a stage,
so play your part
C
and keep the chatter down
Bbdim
Ghetto birds circling in the skies
F#
and pigs are scattered round
A
They wonder why you go animal
Am
when the camera's out of bounds
C
Big brothers watching you,
get too flipped they'll call for you
G
Too much lip, you're out of luck,
they'll mow my off, Gaddafi you
F#dim
Got you in between a rock
C
A crappy view an d all the usual suspects
B
Am
Like nappy hair and a blackened hue
C
Now the dream's a nightmare
And you're too scared
to face it, huh?
You're not trying to go
Em
back to the dark past
C
That you made it from
Came from ashy to classy
F#
An d now you think the sky's the limit
A
Who from little to Malcolm X
Am
Pub lic enemy number one
C
Suddenly you see the smoking mirrors
Out your middle eye
G
Em
Then you see the mothership
G
Up in the bullet -riddled sky
F#dim
Count your blessings, count your crimes
B
Lose your taste for apple pie
C
Then the veils come falling down
Em
B
Who's more freer, you or I?
Em
C
G
D
B
Out Babylon
Em
C
Am
D
B
Em
C
G
D
B
We struggling out in Babylon
Em
Outro 1
C
Am
D
B
C
F#
B
A
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