Тональность: B minor
Verse 1
C#m
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
Woo! I woke up this morning knowing I was right. I gotta be right,
F#m
cause I can't go wrong doing me, baby.
B
C#m
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,
A
C#m
see they pitch game was lousy.
Trapped in the cocaine,
A
change lanes and reroute me
C#m
A
Mathematics that came was so lame,
I breathe outly
F#m
Inhale the cloudy,
G#m
spit the sun out my mouthpiece
B
take bottles to the head like
Steve
C#m
Stout,
B
A
Beat you in the head with the pain
that cries out me
C#m
A
Thought the floor was dry like sand in
South
Beach
C#m
Ain't nothin' south about me
A
I set my bed from the bottom,
pen the sickest problem
C#m
A
Child that you encountered, bow wow
C#m
Same founder found
the most ill -mannered
A
Sick ballot, black talent
C#m
A
You can build houses with
the bricks y niggas droppin'
F#m
I was poppin' like hot grease
G#m
Beats need a autopsy
A
B
When I speak, I leave them all off -key
G#m
A
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
C#m
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna
be right
A
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
C#m
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
A
Just singin', stabbed in my back like
Christ did
Rodney
C#m
A
King tried that shit and got
hit with night snicks
Martin
C#m
A
Luther preached peace,
even he got sniped at
X'd
A
C#m
What you expect but excitement when the boss
A
add you to the fire and ignite shit
C#m
A
Bombs like eunitis leave
you stiff as arthritis
Arthorite shit
G#m
A
That sharp as icepicks and rikers
B
Though I don't think these niggas
C#m
caught the niceness
I said can live righteous,
A
get stabbed in my back like
Christ did, I bled
C#m
A
From the same frost the bars
flow as priceless
C#m
My edge is that I'm close to the ledge
A
C#m
And I spit hollow heads from gunpowder
thoughts that run through my head
Infrared beams pain dreams
C#m
A
Get fed , do the same
stream that shoot insulin
F#m
G#m
I said, if a red hot steam roller
The flow of lawnmower,
B
G#m
your ass is grass
A
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
C#m
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
A
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
C#m
If bein' me is wrong,
A
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
Many mountains to climb,
many roads to cross
C#m
If bein' me is wrong,
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
A
came out with a crime, many roads across,
C#m
and being me is wrong,
A
C#m
A
F#m
Lord knows I don't wanna be right
G#m
A
B
Cdim
C#m
A
C#m
A
C#m
A
C#m
you
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