Tonalité : Bb minor
Verse 1
F#m
This is dedicated to my kids
G#m
G#dim
F#m
Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates
G#dim
E
G#m
Interlude 1
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E
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D
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Verse 2
G#m
As I blaze the PM,
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C#m
E
F#m
I in hale with the scent of a million men
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E
I exhale with dumping
17 up in the front I am
G#m
In the midst of a crisis,
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C#m
E
God knows all the sacrifces I made
F#m
Might have to heist to get paid despite
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But can't just the price that a
G#m
nigga played bitch made
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Niggas think they know me,
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they don't know me
E
F#m
They phony, funny but they don't know
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B
That I'm that ill type nigga
G#m
E
that'll open that gut
G#m
Not much luck
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C#m
E
I'm feeling stuck with a capital S
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E
Hit the cess, killed the stress
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E
G#m
Rotting away in the Midwest, I guess
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They was right when they said I
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was such a psycho sight
F#m
Sick inside a slight
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Deliver that makes me want to go
A
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Master P at night, right?
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G#m
G#dim
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No more pain I complain and pray to God,
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E
and stuffs
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E
A
It was unbearable until
G#m
I tried Co coa Puffs
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That Chocolate Thai got me
E
willin' to fly up in the sky
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D
But when I lose altitude that high
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A
Makes me wanna just come down and die
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E
G#m
D
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Who's responsible for this madness,
F#m
me?
Who's responsible for this sudden
A
strike of sadness, me?
G#m
G#dim
I can see, I can look into your eyes
C#m
E
Smile and then to your surprise
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D
I'll be yelling, "Die, nigga,
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die!" when all the bullets fly
G#m
D
Don't know how much longer
F#m
I'll be on this Earth
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F#m
E
A
B
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
G#m
so disperse
F#m
C#m
Living in misery, the worst,
Verse 3
F#m
the wor st, yeah
A
They keep trying to pull
G#m
C#m
G#m
F#m
me under
A
C#m
F#m
But I been too long trying
C#m
to make it over
F#m
C#m
F#m
The worst, the worst, yeah
A
F#m
D
C#m
After all that I been through
F#m
C#m
I just don't know what the hell to do
Verse 4
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A
F#m
D
What it is? What it was and what
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D
F#m
E
F#m
it shall be? You tell me
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Cause this nigga ain't
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A
living healthy
G#m
G#dim
Bitches think I got money
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from here to Sri Lanka
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F#m
D
So I'm thinking of killing you when
E
I'm making love to you Bianca
G#m
D
Can't you see I ain't you
F#m
seeing what I mean?
I got plenty and mean
E
streets my team tweaks
A
C#m
So my future seems bleak
G#m
Take a peak at me,
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I ain't happy she got me
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B
Em
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Under child social services and shit
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D
for being a slacky pappy
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G#m
G#dim
My khakis are low sagging from
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C#m
E
illegal type little baggies
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E
D
Pushing ten of them on top of the
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A
G#m
world like James Cagney
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C#m
E
Feel that agony people nagging me
F#m
E
My raggedy life ain't worth living,
A
Bm
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E
sick of my aunt and uncle dragging me
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G#m
See me drink my life away
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Smoking toking my life away
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E
Tryin to put this trife away in the
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A
deepest darkest hide away
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C#
C#m
E
If I could fly today to the golden gates
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E
A
I could get away from this place of hell and fakes,
B
G#m
but it might be too late
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What it gonna be? D- E- A- D
E
Another S- T- A- T- I- S- T- I- C,
that's me
Puffin that stronger W- double
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E- D that hunger
G#m
D
Don't know how much longer
F#m
E
I'll be on this Earth
F#m
D
E
Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
A
G#m
so disperse
C#m
Living in misery, the worst,
Verse 5
F#m
the worst, yeah
They keep trying to pull me under
G#m
(They keep trying to pull
D
C#m
A
me down)
C#m
F#m
But I been too long trying
C#m
to make it over
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Voir le diagramme détaillé de l'accord C#sus4 dans notre application.
Ouvrir dans l’application(But I'll make it through this time,
G#m
yeah)
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F#m
The worst, the wor st, yeah
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F#m
C#m
After all that I been through
F#m
I just don't know what
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the hell to do
(Tell me what to do)
Verse 6
F#m
That's why I say F- A- H-
G#m
D
C#m
A
E
Q if you ain't crew
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F#m
Some busters on my hit list
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F#m
betta hope it ain't you
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G#dim
G#m
D
My pockets thin, about to sin
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I got to spend about like ten
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E
A
To get that Henn, to make that blend
To make that fool come
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up out his ends
Devilish thoughts,
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hell is feelin' kinda of crellish
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D
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God tell us what we got to do to make
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the motherfuckin' relish
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G#m
D
Spell it out to me 'cause
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E
broke is embarrassin'
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E
A
I'm psycho like Woody Harrelson
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G#m
I can make a comparison
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C#
Like Aaron Yates, Norman Bates,
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F#m
D
perfect mates
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Dippin' up in Ollie Gates
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G#m
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Bitches yellin', head is swellin'
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E
Thinkin' of goin' to hell and
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F#m
bakin' with the beans
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Got me fiend, murder for my green
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Seems, I'm cursed not first
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E
The last verse
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F#m
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D
I burst, into a blood thirst,
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but what is it worth?
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G#m
G#dim
No hearse, nobody's turf
C#
C#m
E
Fuck planet Earth, disperse
F#m
A
Because you're dealin' with
the worst (the worst)
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Living in misery,
Verse 7
C#m
the worst,
F#m
C#m
F#m
the wor st, yeah
They keep trying to pull me under
E
G#m
(They keep trying to
F#m
C#m
pull me down)
F#m
A
C#m
But I been too long trying
F#m
to make it over
(But I'll make it through this time,
C#m
yeah)
C#m
F#m
The worst, the wor st, yeah
C#m
After all that I been through
F#m
I just don't know what the hell to do
C#m
G#m
D
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E
(Tell me what to do)
Verse 8
C#m
The worst
G#m
G#dim
C#
I know that it can't get no worst
G#m
Yeah, yeah
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do
(Tell me what to do)
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