Tonalité : Db major
Verse 1
(I don't want to be) Good,
damn, shook off the sand
Took it by the hand back when
hoods packed the jam
G
Bb
Squeeze pipe, i need it in my life
C
So keep it out of sight until the
freaks come out at night
Big mouth, a big mouth
Zip it up quick,
or get kicked out the house
Bb
C
Step back, Felt don't melt like wax
Delicate necks get snapped,
then the checks get taxed
Re- lease, give me freedom
and some peace
Or feed you to the beasts,
wit the demons and police
Touch dirt, you stuck in reverse
So fuck what ya heard and put ya
nuts up in your purse
Verse 2
C
(MURS) Good- er than
good, man,
Bb
C
we greater than great
While you faker than fake,
that's why we hate on ya hate
Hell, we hate on ya love,
cause when push come to shove
All them funny- lookin chains
Bb
C
just get took in the club
Hell, they lookin for Slug, man,
they lookin for MURS
We got em screamin for the Felt,
cause we puttin in work
While you was puttin out trash,
G
we was spendin on gas
C
Bb
And traveled all around the
C
Bb
C
world to put a foot in yo ass
And you can call it backpack, indie
rap if you want to
Say it's emo- hop for the hipsters,
F
C
but fuck you
We do it for the public that's
tired of that thug shit
Bb
C
You know it's the greatest cause ya girlfriend loves
Bb
it
Outro 1
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