Tonalité : C# minor
Intro 1
Am
Em
Am
Dm
Em
D
(Big Gipp) Look out the sun
Verse 1
Am
Em
is out while its raining
The devils wife must be
complaining
Remember that? its brothers work
Elbows in and up and down the court
Cause they play ball long after
Am
dark at Sykes park
Smelled the rain before it came
Em
But that don't stop the game
Intense inside the twelve feet fence
Flip the mode back on the road set in
Dm
And watch my woodgrain spin
D
Em
Ebm
I let my window down and
Em
Am
let the world in
Since I was knee high the only thing we had
Em
was the peachtree plaza in the sky
Things ain't the same no more
Am
Everyday my city seems
Em
to grow and grow
Gotta blow a bed for my back
Am
Cause I can't take the
hardwood floors
Em
Crooked system had me
working in the warehouse
from 8 to 4 so
Gipp know what it is to work for them foes
for a check that don't mean shit
Am
More bills keep coming in
But ain't no saving
Em
Used to scrape up a buck
for a box of newports
But after I found out
That they was fucking with
the tobac I stopped
Its like killing myself with
Am
a glock (pow)
Its rough
Em
Prices going up people giving in
To the rockets and hernon homes is known
By the city to be toxic but
ain't nothin said
Always on the down low
Am
never in the mainstream
It ain't king
Em
To be the fulltime
Blow a man these days you get years
And even though.
My cousin writes me from the pen
I always think about how we kicked it at the
Am
Dungeon fo' he went in
What's next?
Em
My slick partner Toby is gone
Went to handle a little business
never made it back home
Am
I wonder what his girl told his son...
Em
Hold on
Am
(T- Mo) I can't escape
Verse 2
Am
the bullshit
Em
Where ever I go shit
Always into something cause
I wanna be rich
Pulling cards in my blood it seems
Am
I'm mean cause of my look
Em
I might blast off on ya ass
Am
and write another book
Em
It took too many times in the cage
Now I'm on the front page
looking at myself
I'm on the run
Am
Never to be seen by the eyes
A fugitive
Em
Plus I got a life to live
Am
State by state
Is this just a dream?
Em
Sometimes it seems like it just a figure
standing in the mirror from the back
That's why I'm swinging my axe
Everytime so I won't miss I can be hit
Am
Cause I'm touchable
That's my state of mind
Em
Cause I know one day you
gotta go in a life of crime
Either the pen or a one way ticket
So I'm asking "what will it be"?
Am
"Where do I solve"?
Nobody knows but me see
Em
When I was a youth used to
think I was bulletproof
Never thought I could be hit
Am
Ready to stand my turf
Em
Am
Niggaz can't understand
Em
how it work
What's the plan?
Am
We killing our own people
for this bullshit
Em
Scared straight wanna escape theres
one way outta this crooked county
with a bounty
Coming to get me
Then i'd be on the run
Hoping to find a better day without
Am
loaded guns in my face
I'm not the criminal
Em
Fuck your probation
What's my occupation? Selling
my dubbs on the street
Cause I gotta eat
Am
Dm
Hold on
Verse 3
Am
(Khujo)
Am I awake or is this just another dream?
Em
Am
Em
I pinch myself invisible
Am
bars cover my cage
Em
Am
Done lost all conception of time
Em
Trapped in my own mind
Unaware of the world in front or behind
Be trying
Am
Em
To catch up with myself
Evil doers steady working
Guest be leaching off of my wealth
Can't wait for my death
But got me fucked up
Aint man enough
Nigga you got false nuts
Bouncing like rubber balls off the walls
The life we supposed to be living y'all
Them crackers got boxed up
We ain't even the middle men
But.yet... free my mind of confusion
Jehovah witnesses waking
me up out my slumber
Using white rice and?
Stomach aching be still hunger for the
taking at the bottom of my barrel
Fuck ass! and being nice
ain't got me nathan
Am
Em
But a frown
Too high to get down
Am
Hold on nigga
Verse 4
Am
(Cee- Lo) You don't
know me
And I ain't tryna claim I
Em
be knowing you
But I do understand what
you going through
Seems like you running outta time
In and out of crime
And everybody ain't gon
be able to rhyme.damn!
Am
It must be hard to hold on when
Em
your faith is gone
Mmmm... tryna make it all alone
Sometimes you gotta swallow your
pride and let the lord decide
You can't hide from the truth
I know we've all tried
Am
And I agree its hard to believe in
Em
what you can't see
"Well, shit nigga what you keep telling
me to hold on for? I'm stuck in
the ghetto wit no where to go,
I gotta slang that blow"
Am
Em
"You call yourself tryna teach,
seems like I'm outta reach
cause I don't wanna hear another speech
this is all I know how to get up
Am
get out and get...
Em
...so fuck that shit!
Verse 5
Em
(Chorus) Hold on,
be strong,
it ain't gon be that long
them folks won't do you wrong
the name of the song is hold on,
be strong
it ain't gon be that long
Am
them folks won't do you wrong
D
Em
the name of the song is hold
Am
on, is hold on
Verse 6
Ey, now I'm chiln in the lounge and dis girl
gon walk in the bathroom she
Em
said "damm you look cute, but y you ain't
Dm
Em
Am
got no tattoos?" I said "I aint
come 2 look cute... cool came 2 cut!" "and damm you
look cute!,
Em
y you aint
Am
Em
got
no butt?"(ooooh) coolbreeze
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