Tonalité : Ab major
Verse 1
Db
Eb
Bb
Ab
Bb
We've had a hell of a ride
Gb
Eb
I said that it would take us to heaven,
Ab
Bb
Well, I motherfucking lied
Gb
Db
Now I'm crankin' up this shit to eleven
Ab
Gb
Fm
Interlude 1
('leven, 'leven, 'leven)
Eb
Bb
Ab
Gb
Fm
Ebsus4
Eb
Bb
Verse 2
Bb
Photosynthetical, I want 'em botanical And
I'm kind of theoretical
B
Abm
Alphabetical, a word puritanical
Tyrannical-saurus-rex
Fuck the system
Db
Abm
Solar plexus
Gb
Abm
A lone star Texas, yeah,
Verse 3
Ab
Slow it down; the shit's too quick
Fuck it. Stick with it
C#
G#
The kid is too sick to quit
G#
B
C#
Handle the candle, lick the wick.
Ab
Gb
Ab
No, stop. Better than that.
G#m
C'mon, "mail" definition,
Ab
Spell "male" then repeat the
second letter in that
B
Db
If you got a girl, let her in that.
Verse 4
Ab
I said I've got a green light,
Gb
Ab
Jay Gatsby
Abm
Db
Ab
You know leaking's just for maxi
Leak my tracks, they're tax-free
Db
The The way it should be if you ask me.
Choose it, use it, fuse it,
Gb
Ab
F#
C#
But if it's just me, then B,
Verse 5
A#
My stomach is gonna upchuck
Texas ranger, no walker,
Pixar's dicks are slick 'cause
they fucked up
C#
G#
What? I only fuck up stuck up suck ups
Say this shit is crap
B
Write me off 'cause I'm a white kid,
tryin' to rap
C#
Because I'm willing to quit,
I'm just gettin' the kill
Verse 6
Eb
Ebsus4
to heav en
Ab
Bb
Well, I motherfucking lied
Gb
Db
So crank that funky shit to eleven
Verse 7
Ab
Bb
We've had a hell of a ride
Gb
Eb
You thought we were ridin' to heaven,
heaven
Ab
Bb
I motherfucking lied
Gb
Db
So crank that funky shit to eleven,
Verse 8
baby
G#m
This is the lyrical mathematician,
G#m
Is it part due to the fact that rap's elastic
B
G#
addict acts dismissive?
G#m
C#
It's hard to miss the bist
G#
F#
Kids can't cut it but they try a wrist, shit
Ab
B
Db
Got nothin' on me, I'm a nihilist
Verse 9
Flow like the wind blow
Amnesia, I remember a
Db
Gb
window in Indonesia
Verse 10
C#
Please don't speed the cheese
G#
C#
G#
It's, please, it's just what I believe
B
G#
It's not Jesus. It's Jesus, right?
G#m
F#
G#
Not like it's Jeremiah Wright
C#
Ugh, too tight, and it's makin' you fight
G#
F#
Like a knife in your wi-fi
G#
B
Lord Lord of the Rings, but
G#m
Too dense, federal minded
Ain't no brain,
Well, there's a rule among this song
Eb
Ab
But you're too dumb to find it, uh.
Verse 11
Ab
Bb
Fm
We've had a hell of a ride
Gb
Eb
You thought we were ridin' to heaven
Ab
Bb
Well, I motherfucking lied
Gb
Db
So crank that funky shit to eleven
Verse 12
Gb
Eb
You thought we were ridin' to heaven,
heaven
Ab
Bb
I motherfucking lied
Gb
Db
So crank that funky shit to eleven, baby
Verse 13
Gb
Eb
But I thought we were ridin' to heaven,
heaven
Ab
Bb
You motherfucking lied
Gb
Db
So crank that funky shit to eleven, 'leven
Verse 14
Bb
Gb
hell of a ride
in' to heaven, heaven
Bb
Gb
So crank that funky
Verse 15
Db
Ab
Bb
Fm
Bb
We had a hell of a ride
Gb
Eb
Ab
You thought we were ridin' to heaven,
Bb
Fm
heaven
Gb
Db
I motherfucking lied
Ab
Bb
Fm
Gb
So crank that funky shit to eleven,
Eb
'leven
Ab
We had
Verse 16
Bb
Fm
Bb
Gb
Db
a hell of a ride
Ab
But I thought we were ridin' to heaven,
Bb
heaven
You motherfucking lied
Eb
Ab
to eleven, 'leven
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