Tonalité : Eb major
Intro 1
D
Gm
D
Verse 1
D
C#m
When my niggas hit,
C#
D
it's time to break your
fuckin' speakers
F
D
Cause I'm the only fuckin' preacher
G
It's time to break your
fuckin' speakers
D
Cause I'm the only fuckin' preacher
C#m
C#
Gm
It's time to break your
C#
Gm
D
F
fuckin' speakers
D
Cause I'm the only fucking preacher
G
G
It's time to break
your fucking speakers
D
Cause I'm the only fucking preacher
Bb
C#
C#m
How you gonna hate
C#
when the lyrics can't be traced?
D
Take a picture,
get the fuck up out my face
I'm preaching to the youth
Gm
They say you here to stay,
G
but you really in the way
Bm
Pick your place
D
and get the fuck up out my lane
Bb
I'm preaching to the
C#
C#m
Step into the booth,
C#
it's been nothing less than the truth
D
You're stressing
cause you watching all my moves
I'm preaching to the youth
Gm
Better use your vest for protection
F#m
when you get loose
Nigga tell me what the
C#m
D
F#m
fuck you gon' do
D
I'm preaching to the youth
Preaching to the youth, huh?
Bb
Why's that?
D
Are they that fucked up?
Well I'll tell you one thing I am the youth
C#m
So tell em I'm the youth
C
C#m
D
G
And tell em I'm the truth
D
F
D
And tell em I'm the voice
that we need to break loose
G
And tell em every vector
D
G
respect what I'm tryna do
D
Cause I ain't out here to impersonate
Only better than you
Gm
C#
C#m
Regression is no longer
C#
G
what it lies inside of you
Gm
F
D
Regression is the easiest,
just look at what you do
G
So es cape from the crowd,
Gm
cause it's time to make moves
G
D
Fuck, what they said,
cause it's time to break through
C#m
That's every single second,
and every single lesson
D
F
D
The teacher couldn't tell me shit,
I'm blind to the tension
G
And I can catch up fine,
Gm
G
cause my mind is my weapon
D
Gotta shine every time,
never mind if you flexin'
Bb
C#m
C#
And I grind for a nine -fold time,
Gm
not a five
C#
C#m
No time to recline,
D
cause I'm all about mine
Gm
Kicking lines you can feel,
G
F#
send a squeal down your spine
D
You can pull it, you can climb,
F#m
D
but I'm only one of a kind
G
Eb
D
And I'll sign that on the dotted line
Eb
D
What the fuck up?
G
D
What? Let's fuck that
Cut it off
C#m
So fuck a hook, I got straight bars
Gm
C#m
D
that'll im pale you and nail you
I spit spells and expel you to bail for you
G
So what these niggas gon'
Gm
G
tell you?
F#m
D
Honestly, society, it lied to me,
all my promises fell through
Bb
C
Cm
C#m
Police try knock me down,
D
but they can't stop me now
I got that better sound, any weather,
I'm heaven bound
G
See, I'm the hottest now,
Gm
G
the devil made a diss track
D
Truthfully, this shit was too chill,
C#m
like a six -pack of Coron a
C#
T -shirt in October,
Gm
D
with a bad case of pneumonia
Better buckle up with that
jacket only on shoulder
G
Gm
Muscle up, I said, tussle up,
G
cause my youngin's takin' over
D
Couple stone rollin' soldiers,
mothafucka, I thought I told ya, nigga
C#m
And I've been too long with the bullshit
F
D
So lyrically, I'm packin' me a four -click
Gm
They say I move wrong,
G
but I skate switch
D
Pathetically these niggas
F#m
D
C#m
C#
Eb
Gm
D
F
D
gonna hate this for real
G
G
D
C#m
Eb
C#m
Gm
D
F
D
G
G
D
C#m
C#
F
D
Gm
G
D
C#
C#m
C#m
D
F#
D
Thanks watching!
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