Tonalité : B minor
Verse 1
Am
Yeah, rapper
Dm
Big
Pool,
Em
Fontaine,
Dm
Em
Dyn ast, 9th
F
Em
Wonder's on production
F
Em
Another
LB
Dm
Function, time to slap where we at
Em
Dm
You know the tune, yeah,
F
Em
check it, yeah, uh
C#m
Em
For the right price,
you can get quite nice
Dm
That's how they do life right now in the
D
Bm
Em
F
Scallywags sellin' pee for free
When I hop in a
Em
V, do they thing
Bm
C#m
Then it's back to the street, on the hunt
Em
For they mans to be, with the glass dick
It's a shame what they
G
Bm
do for their next hit
Em
F
And every move is so drastic
Em
I'm talkin' bout prom queens
Who turn into has -beens
C#m
Em
Like this chick named
Mia
Shorty was the shit in high school,
Bm
every bra had to be her
Em
F
Em
Walkin' down the hall, every dude had to
G her
Rock the new shit, diesel shoes,
no sneakers
C#m
Em
Hair kept tight,
French tips fresh
Everything she did,
Bm
Mia was the best
Em
F
Until graduation day, life turned to mess
Her pops took two to the
Em
chest over dope money
Now the family's broke,
C
F
mom turned to burden coat
Dm
Bm
Tryin' to numb the pain,
Em
G
Mia never came to grips with it
Bm
Goin' through flicks,
then rippin' them shits
Em
Before she get drunk with it
C#m
Em
In the streets, no fashion
Snow became a fashion,
Bm
ridin' fruit, no passion
Em
F
Now old classmates laugh
Em
while they passin'
Bm
Em
Because she gone in the wind
C#m
And that's what happens
Em
I storms, sun, showers, and rain
Just to show us the skies blue
Bm
and the seasons change
Em
A lot of people use chemicals
F
Dm
to ease the pain
Em
There's gotta be more,
C#m
I'm tryna go deeper, man
Em
I seen storms, sun, showers, and rain
F
Em
Just to show us the skies blue
Bm
and the seasons change
F
A lot of people use chemicals
Dm
to ease the pain
Em
There's gotta be more,
I'm tryna go deeper, man
C#m
I wanna turn the church where
Em
the works of the devils appear
While the blonde hair blew high,
Bm
Jesus gazes and stared
Em
I'm from the ghetto where
they braided his hair
Bm
Slum -raiding the square
We found love when
you made it appear
C#m
Em
Pastor told me drop dope and
my soul would be clear
And I believed him,
Bm
he purchased him a
Cadillac, yeah
Em
As if my life would be spared
if I stopped givin'
No details,
just told your boy I was not
Christian
C#m
The plot thickens when he
Em
revoked my baptism
Bm
Beepo, my black vision, man of the claw
Em
Who told you black women said the
F
Bible wasn't mine?
Em
I found the time to sack riches,
Bm
said he asking for my tide
C#m
Em
Many men claim they
Benny
Hinn
F
Turn off your
Em
Bm
TNN and run , tell your friends
Em
F
Ain't no salvation in the message he sent I could never
Em
Bm
comprehend how the title of being born again
Em
Am
Could help me lose my friend
Em
We used to chill,
Bm
but now I can't talk to them
Em
Claiming we not equal,
F
thought we was all
God's people
Questioning my faith and where
Bm
Em
I stand as a man
C#m
Em
So now my home is my church,
and I dance
Bm
He only worships with the fam
Em
Dm
Em
C#m
Em
I've seen storms, sunshowers, and rain
Just as sure as the skies blue
Bm
and the seasons change
Em
A lot of people use religion
Dm
to ease the pain
F
There's gotta be more,
Em
I'm trying to go deeper,
I've seen storms, sun showers and rain
F
Dm
Just as sure as the skies blue and
the seasons change
Em
A lot of people use religion
Dm
D
to ease the pain
Bm
There's gotta be more,
Em
I'm trying to go deeper,
C#m
Em
This is the last stop, last chance
Am
Last train to greatness, last pain
Dm
Bm
I take within my own chance
Em
For hip hop I feel I gotta
Dm
Em
take a strong stance
Bm
Em
I'm sick of that bullshit,
hell I'm a grown ass man
C#m
Em
I had to sit back,
think, pause, and recline
F
Gain a sense of myself while
Bm
I'm caught in the grind
I could just throw some word
F
s together and call it a rhyme
Em
But I'm trying to change the world
eight bars at a time
C#m
That's what deep thoughts
Em
can do to you,
Have you thinking about existence
Bm
and how hard it usually is
Em
F
I'm kinda young but I ain't new to the biz
Just wanna hit my beats, nuh -uh
Like past opportunities did,
C#m
find taste still burning it
Em
F
Rhyme so ahead of its time,
Em
Bm
I reminisce and see future occurrences
Em
Thoughts ain't deep like mine,
F
y 'all niggas should turn it in
Respectin' the game, motherfucker
We earnin' it, word up
C#m
Am
I see storms, sun showers, and rain
Em
Am
Just to show us the sky's blue
Dm
Em
And the season's changed
A lot of people
F
Write roms to relieve the pain
Em
That's gotta be more
I'm tryin' to go deep for
D
May
C#m
Put a hand in the air
Em
I see storms, sun showers, and rain
Just to show us the sky's blue
Bm
And the season's changed
A lot of people
Em
F
Write roms to relieve the pain
That's gotta be more
Em
I'm tryin' to go deep for
May
That's y
Jill!
Dm
The fly shit, y 'all
F
Real shit, nigga
Am
We don't mess,
Em
I'm sick of this shit
F
Dm
D
Em
Shit, I'm a shit motherfucker, nigga
I got that pump up on bulletproof, nigga
Am
F
I got that belt up on the bulletproof, nigga
Em
That nasty bitch watcha got
F
on the bulletproof, nigga
Night one, the laptop on the bulletproof,
nigga
Word up, nigga, word up, nigga, word up, nigga
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