Tonalité : E minor
Verse 1
Em
D
C
Bm
You know when I get on the mic,
Em
B
only speak the truth.
My parents are going to
hate me on this one.
Em
Am
Em
Am
Yep. Yeah.
Em
Am
Em
I hope kids get grounded
Am
for pumping my music up too loud
Em
Kids, eat your Wheaties
Am
and don't do drugs
Don't ever skip school
Em
and don't hang with thugs
That's what every parent says,
Am
but I say fuck that
Nine times out of ten,
Em
your parents did just that
See, your parents hate rappers
Am
cause we speak to the youth like Ruth
Em
But we never try and doctor the truth
Nine times out of ten,
D
your parents tried pot
Am
So if you wanna try once,
Em
my ad vice is why not?
Nine times out of ten,
Am
they never had say sex
Em
Dressed up in latex, it don't make sense
Most white kids' parents
Am
have used the N -word
Or replaced it with wigger,
Em
God that's absurd
What are you talking about, man?
Am
My best friend is black
That's the shit I'm talking about,
Em
see, and that shit is whack
Am
So when I spit the truth to your kids,
don't be embarrassed
You chose to have kids,
Em
but didn't choose to be parents
Am
I don't know how to play any instruments
Em
I only say what I feel, not to influence
Any kids I must say in my defense
Am
Em
If you worry about me and my two cents
Kids tell your parents
Am
they can suck their dick
If they don't like the type
Em
of music you pick
Your parents should've told you
all the shit they hit
Am
Em
So they wouldn't bitch at you
for all the shit you did
See I told my son the same old story
Am
when he was two
But I'll never not tell him
Em
all the things I went through
I tried weed, tried speed,
Am
I never tried coke
I've cheated, I've lied,
Em
and I robbed when I was broke
Am
Did time, two years of my life
inside a prison
Seen cooked up crack cocaine
Em
inside a kitchen
Am
Not exactly any kind of kid's role model,
but it's out of my system
Em
and yours is in a bottle
Am
Alcoholic moms and dad
s just hate life,
and they really hate yours
Em
if you're living a great life
So they try to bring you down,
Am
call you lots of names,
and it's probably what
had happened to them
Em
It's gotta change,
Am
they shoot down your dreams of trying to be a star
Only work the remote
Em
but can't spell VCR
Rebel against anything you
Am
Em
don't believe in ,
Am
Em
you can't believe in your parents,
and what does that leave then?
I don't know how to play
Am
any instruments,
Em
I only sing but I fail not to influence
Any kids I must say in my defense,
Am
Em
if you worry about me and my two cents
Am
Kids tell your parents they can suck the dick,
if they don't like the type
Em
of music you pick
Your parents should have told you
all the shit they hit,
Am
Em
so they wouldn't bitch at you
for all the shit you did
Teachers do your job,
Am
I know you need pay,
it's no excuse the way
Em
you teach kids today
Career day should be
Am
D
with a rapper like me
Em
I'm a good influence,
your teach can bite me
Am
Take the time out of your day like recess
To show children what they can be
Em
and not stress
The pressures of life can weigh
Am
a whole lot
You've seen what Columbine can do,
Em
control shot
You can't give an answer
Am
or you flunked your test
When half the time there's a fifth
Em
inside your teacher's desk
Seventh grade, Mr. Killams
Am
was full of porn mags
Em
And he made fun of kids
in the class who'd worn rags
Am
For all that it's worth, all the bad I did
The best teacher that I had in the world
Em
was Miss Cribs
She told me to express
Am
anything in a song
So here it goes, be the judge
Em
if what I'm saying is wrong
Am
I don't know how to play any instruments
Em
I only say what I feel, not to influence
Am
Any kids I must say in my defense
Em
Am
If you worry about me
Em
and my two cents
Am
Kids, tell your parents they can suck their dick
If they don't like the type
Em
of music you pick
Your parents should've told you
all the shit they hear
So they wouldn't bitch at you
for all the shit you did
I don't know how to play
Am
any instruments,
Em
I only say what I feel, not to influence
G
Am
Any kids, I must say, in my defense,
Em
if you worry about me and my two cents
Kids, tell your parents
Am
they could suck their dick,
if they don't like the type
Em
of music you pick
Your parents should've told you
G
all the shit they hid,
Am
Em
so they wouldn't bitch at you
Am
Em
for all the shit you did
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Thank for
you
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