Тональность: Bb minor
Verse 1
Dm
Gotta take this from the heart, man
F
Dm
Beat by heart, man
Ghost comin' out of the
Batcave
Bb
Tryna read my book before
I get to the last page
Tryna hurry up,
Am
F
cuz I know it's the last days
Dm
Do it for the love,
F
for the love of the money
Dm
Get rich, couple niggas
start huckin' funny
Bb
Where the love at?
It ain't the traces
It was replaced by hate
Where the hoodie and the gloves at?
Dm
Show them niggas where the thug at
Fuck his wife, raise a shrug
Rats a slug and a skullcap
Bb
This is sharp, no dull rap
F
Dm
So move on nigga, I'm too high nigga, fuck with me,
that'll be the day that you die nigga
You heard me,
you gon' die cause I'm too live nigga
Bb
Arrow to see in the dark,
I'm too wise nigga
All the hope,
Dm
that'll poke out your two eyes nigga
From young lil' shot up,
father to society
Contribute and deliver the scribe,
then life die every grindin'
Bb
We don't tire, words are quiet,
he spit it to his entirety
Cathy liked that movie
Fort
Apache in the
Bronx
He didn't know this last
Bb
piece of conch, crime
All that came to was mine, bottom line
Out of luck, out of buck, out of chuck,
stuck in time
Dm
Grab the split, grab his kicks,
anxiety fiery
Adrenaline, elements, eminent
Bb
The fella went boom, stepped out his room,
ready for doom
Can't you see,
Am
F
he ain't no one he bout to get freaky
Dm
Misery, trickery,
get you smoked like hickory
Better have epiphany, or get broke like a
Tiffany lamp
Bb
He did, he thought, his kid,
his soul can drift
Knew he had to hold his eminence,
now
Dm
Defensive pain digits are
simply stated
They rap therapeutical, it's cool
Bb
You have a beautiful life, live on
Try hard, be strong,
Am
why die when you can fly high as a pigeon
F
Dm
From youngness shot up,
F
products of so ciety
Dm
Contributing to living
inscribed in life's diary
Bb
It's very special, it's very special
Am
F
Dm
Had dreams and teams to be born
Backed up and tagged up on the wall
Bb
Mission to misuse the hallways
Never got all
A's and hustled the small way
Rocking them big rings,
Dm
dippling to get things fam
Am
Dm
Even pistols are gram,
hit school and scram
Bb
Smoothing my weight,
juvenile tendencies
F
Jews that glow, ghetto dependency
Dm
F
Dm
Eat, sleep, streets, grind, heat
Seek your shine and how to
F
Surrounded by politics and poverty
Am
F
Dm
You gotta be your way out,
but for what?
Am
Dm
Everywhere is cor ruption, true
The aim is to live comfortable
Bb
F
Bb
Livin' to full it up, as many formulas,
like a hard test, the process of growin' up
Dm
From young then shot up,
F
products to so ciety
Dm
Contributin' to livin',
inscribed in life's diary
Bb
Grindin', we don't tire, words are quiet,
F
Dm
it's spittin' to its entirety
F
Dm
From young then shot up,
F
products to so ciety
Dm
Contributin' to livin',
inscribed in life's diary
Bb
It's very special, it's very special
Am
F
Dm
D -Block
Bb
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