Tonalité : D minor•
Verse 1
Am
Every time I get up to the front of the line,
Dm
they push me back in the rear.
Push back to the rear, open up your ears,
and hear what I'm saying.
whatever.
C
Dm
A
I had a dream last night.
Dm
Am
Dm
I had a dream last night.
A
Dm
A
Dm
Ebm
Dm
C
I'll never forget it,
at the bus stop headed
Am
Dm
C
For the butt spot let it,
be a buckshot that
Dm
came my way
So I dived and bedded
in between a shadow
and a tree
C
Dm
Ain't no nigga gonna kills me, if I can just
C
bust a move and get myself in
Dm
a bus then I can leave
C
Dm
Cause I don't wanna get my cap peeled, cause
Ebm
Dm
I don't wanna wear what weaved in the shot
C
Dm
And I seen a cop at the
C
coffee shop I dropped
Dm
Fucked road hop to
where he was at and I said
Yo
C
Dm
I, the bad boy lick a lick a shot
He put the donut to his face and giggled
C
His partner sort of sniggled
It seems to me they were
Dm
both a little tingled
C
Dm
And I hated I didn't have my nickel
Am
Plated toy steel with six hot meatballs
Dm
Tearing at your shell saw a bell
And then I heard the screech of a
L
Coming home being tailed by a doodie
C
Dm
Truly this ain't the place to be
Ebm
Dm
So I jetted, headed to another place
Where I would not regret it
C
Dm
Then I walked in a hardware store,
looking hard to find a 2x4 to rock his helmet
C
Dm
So I asked the cashier, lookie here,
C
Dm
you got a drill bit to kill it?
I feel it's near, now disappear split,
Ebm
get back to the room in the rear and sit
C
And
Dm
C
I'ma count the amount I'm about to hit,
Dm
yo I was greedy for the paper
Ebm
By the way I need some tape,
C
cause if he escape,
Dm
I'ma bust his drape
C
Dm
I said old man tell me where the
tape at, and I'm out
C
I was asking for the mask and
Dm
the cover up his mouth
C
Dm
He said the only tape I got is torn tape,
C
I live for the duct tape
So I'm shuckin' corn
Dm
when you're born, tape
Hip -hop's got tapes on
the rocks in a pot, tape
C
Dm
Last is my fast tape, oh, and my jazz tape
C
Dm
Yo, I said, look, I don't want trouble
I'll quickly bust your
bubble on the double
Now somebody call a medic,
forget it
Better just call a morgue man, a head dresser
A dead body dresser with
the cold climate hands
Cause I'm finna make this
C
man a day with a stretcher
Ha!
Dm
Ha!
Ha!
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Ebm
C
I had a dream last night
Dm
C
Dm
C
I had a dream last night
Dm
C
Dm
C
Oh, yeah
Dm
C
Dm
Ebm
Dm
I had a dream last night
Ebm
Oh, yeah
I'll never forget it, on the
Greyhound headed, up to
Dm
Ebm
Raytown, let it be a fat joint, they
got me blown, so I slept in bedded,
in between the window and the seat, hope nobody interrupt
my sleep, if I can just tell you what had happened
to me when I was dreaming that day,
first of all, see I'm one of those bros that'll tell it like it is,
see, I ain't the one to
be beating round nobody else's bush either,
cause I'm straight forward and to the point,
Dm
and I won't hold my tongue,
now I was down there on the 125th and
Kaley, you know, but
at liquor store, where the old man drink
O 'Crow
and that same old man with the
same old baseball cap
comin' up to me
with that same old rap
walkin' a lip and he thinks he's a
Mac
well, he might've been back in the
days, but I don't know none about that
so, you know, I walks in the store
you know, I gets my bottle of juice
C
Dm
and I gets my trail mix
gotta have my trail mix
gotta have that real shit,
you know, uh
peanuts, raisins, dates, and banana chips
well, anyway, so,
so I pays for all the little items
you know,
I gets my change and I gets my bag
and I walks out the door feelin'
strange
and I looks around and
I come face to face
Face to face, face to face
But the same brother, he says,
C
Dm
you are a n***a
I have a dream last night
I'll never forget it
At the bus stop headed for the butt spot
Let it be a buckshot that came my way
So I dived and bedded in between
a shadow and a tree
Ain't no n***a gonna kills me
If I can just bust a move and get myself
on the bus then I can leave
Cause I don't wanna get my cap peeled
Cause I don't wanna wear what
weaved in the shot stuff
And I see the cop at the door, bitch,
I'ma drop
He's a cold hearted,
broke ass, I'm sick of ox
The bad boy,
let the liquor drop
C
Dm
Ebm
Dm
Dm
Oh
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