Tonalité : C major•
Verse 1
C
Turn on that,
um, the church rhythm for me,
Bertrand.
Turn on that,
Em
the church rhythm for me.
Yeah.
F
Good morning.
Sunday morning, you mean?
Fm
F
I ain't going to church this morning,
C
though, but I'm taking y to church, know what mean?
Em
F
I figured this morning I'd just take all the
thoughts that I had and just put it down.
Fm
Let y 'all go to church every day with this,
F
you know what I mean?
Yo,
C
God bless my nigga,
God bless my youth
Em
Those who wish evil upon me,
God bless you too
F
All my niggas that's locked up
Ab
Thinking we forgot about you
F
And the hard times that y
'all going through
C
Things that we never seen,
much less visualized
Em
I hope what you encountered
helped open your eyes
Dm
F
Cause I know enough guys
that get out and go back
Fm
They ain't using but they
addicted to the crack
C
I met smugglers over my years,
hustlers over my years
Em
I wish I had a dime for every false rhyme
F
that these rappers are inclined to say
Fm
I'm inclined to say that some of
F
my rhymes come out this way
C
When I be thinkin' about
the money first
Thinkin' about tryin' to help
Em
my moms out
I should be thinkin'
F
about takin' my psalms out
I wrote this on a
Sunday
Fm
Sort of my way of givin' thanks to the
F
Creator
C
For seein' another day, another op
To make the streets hot while
Em
talkin' what I know
Scribblin' on the paper,
F
tryin' to make sense of the load
Fm
Forsaken my family for a
sect to catch wreck
F
Give me your respect before
C
I snatch it off your neck
Em
I'm neck -to -neck with truth
and a check in the booth
F
I'ma let loose and let it all out
And keep bangin' till
Fm
F
God comes back and them
Dm
horns ball out
C
Think about it for a sec,
I'm thinkin' about
it a little bit
Em
Yeah, I'm a word to say
F
Standin' on the street corner on a
Sunday
Dm
Bb
Fm
Doin' like I do, givin' away
F
C
Juice for my people to live by
Em
And to love you, ooh -ooh -ooh
C
F
God lives in you, ooh -ooh -ooh
Fm
The streets gone crazy, but
He loves them,
F
ooh -ooh -ooh
Yo,
C
God bless you, chick
God bless you, girl
Em
God bless all of the women suffering around
F
the world at the hands of a man
Fm
The words of these punks, I can 't lie
F
I used to lust for the junk in aya chunk, but
C
But, but, well let me lay it out
Em
I used to see you in your tight clothes
C
Em
and want to lay you out
F
When I see all of your ass,
I ain't thinking about your mind
Fm
That's word,
F
dress how you want by all means
C
But don't expect me to see past that little,
Em
little flat thing
You're not the mickle of your perisuco jeans
F
Yeah, I got a mom's, got a sister too
Fm
F
And they remind me of them women
that's beautiful
C
Leave some of your goods to imagination,
Em
you know
You wonder why them niggas
thinkin' you a ho, chuh
F
At first sight,
I can't see inside your mind, girl
Fm
But I can see the
G
F
G -string on your behind
C
Think about it a little, take home
workin' on my hand to check
Em
for all the words you say
Dm
Standin' on the street corner on a
Sunday
Doin' like
Bb
Fm
God do, givin' away
F
Jews for my peoples to
C
live by and to love
Em
Ooh -ooh -oo h,
C
God lives in you
F
Oo h -ooh -ooh,
Fm
the streets gone crazy but you're still
Dm
C
God bless my fam,
God bless my boys
God bless the
Black
Jays takin' out these toys
God bless
F .O .S., you know we search and destroy
Bb
C
God bless the whole circle
style we employ
Socrates,
Mar -Vell, why I look my n***a
Em
Even though you ain't a n***a,
C
you my n***a
F
Silver,
Blackwood, and
Uptown,
Jess
Fm
Lockjaw
F
Trust me, you two one of the best
C
Godson, I ain't seen you in forever
Em
Ain't killin' original fig ure, n***a,
make them figures, yeah
F
Jay
Black and
T -Chase has still got you
Fm
My man
F
Trax done know, big up your pops too
C
Vandal
Em
Earth, thanks for making it live every time
Big
Fits, you know we gotta survive
F
Fartaloo,
you know the whole squad got you
Fm
F
NNC holding down
Miami
C
Funky
Girls crew
Em
Every girl I ever call my girl,
you still have respect, dude
F
Nothing gon' change,
ain't a damn thing funny
Fm
Let's get
Bb
Dm
God first and then get this money
C
Think about it for a second
I don't mean to check for all
Em
the words you say
Dm
Standing on the street corner on a
Sunday
Doin' like
Fm
God, then givin' away
F
C
Jews for my people to live by
Em
And to love you, ooh, ooh
C
F
God lives in you, ooh, ooh
Fm
The streets gone crazy,
Dm
C
but he loves them too, ooh, ooh
Large up on my people's roadshops
Em
My nigga on
Glen
Lewis
Don't know
Hammer
Dm
Man like
Bronze
F
Corey
Fm
Dm
Everybody my man, don't they?
C
Man like
Dr.
KB
Em
Oh
All of you at the
Super
Dm
G
Dunno
F
Man like
Chicky
Chase
Fm
Dm
C
You know what saying
Dunno
Fundamentalzone .com
M3, all of y big up
Man like
Lennox
Luce
You're the champ
C
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