Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
Am
Banana,
are you sure you know what you're doing?
F
Dm
Am
F
Oh, I am the enemy
Dm
Am
F
Dm
You are all I am
Em
Am
the enemy
Y 'all better hate me when I say it
F
Cause I'm not gon' give a
fuck what I said
Dm
But y should've hate me when I said
Em
Am
Cause y never do the fuck where y take it
Y 'all better hate me when I said
F
Y 'all better hate me when I said
Dm
But y 'all should've
hate me when I said
Em
Cause I'm not gon' give
F
Em
a fuck what I said
Am
My girl here actin' like she too good
F
My boss lookin' at me
like I'm too hood
Dm
My niggas won't claim
me cause I talk like
Em
F
A nigga that's white
washed but it's off white
My family actin' like they
don't know me
Am
Keep tellin' stories
about the old me
Dm
These white motherfuckers
keep tryin' hold me
Am
These black motherfuckers
keep tryin' fold me
Got me on T -Time and I'm sinkin'
Dm
Trap in a dark place and I'm thinkin'
Is this where we all go every evening?
Am
I wonder what Mi
C
chael Jackson was reachin'
Am
Shit so strong, needed a bleachin'
These niggas keep changin'
Dm
up with the seasons
Don't come out here actin'
like new releases
C
How you always step out
Am
and never be seein' shit?
You gotta be smellin' somethin',
you keep steppin' on it
They lookin' for handouts,
Dm
but don't really want it
Used to that welfare that
Am
government funded
C
Your mama was on that corner,
Am
your daddy was running
Your brother was set tripping,
your sister was missing
Your papa got shot down,
Dm
your mama anemic
You show up to work blatant,
Am
your boss don't believe it
C
The picture you painted for him,
Am
he don't really see it
Everyone's favorite nigga's the quiet one
F
Dm
It ain't safe to get mad here,
Em
or safe to be sad there
Just don't even ask where,
Am
just lock it up nigga
F
Just lock it up before you go
Dm
pissing the tap off
Am
Shit rolling downhill, we living the drop off
A n***a like you
who never been willing
to block off
The feelings that get us killed
F
and our bodies get chocked off
Am
You should've went straight home,
Dm
he should've just clocked out
You reach for your cell phone,
he just put a Glock out
And to every cop out,
Am
you relate with the cop out
You relate with the cop out
You laugh on the line now
Dm
while you look in they eyes now
They pass out and talking like,
what the fuck is a crime now
C
They cocking them hammers,
Am
say everybody just calm down
Fuck is you shooting at?
Bitch, I'm a young king
Black as the night sky,
Dm
strong as them iron beams
Pray for redemption,
cause I could tell you're in dire need
Am
Of saving your soul,
C
Am
turns out you prayed to the wrong being
I'm on the road, Jesus,
they on the road, screamin'
Reaper of souls,
Dm
see the color on your whole
meat
And fuckin' with God's people,
you reap what you sow
Am
Come for my life
F
Dm
Am
and we go after your soul
F
Am
Dm
Em
Am
F
Dm
G
Em
Am
I am me
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