Tonalité : D minor
Verse 1
Em
C
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
Verse 2
Em
Tell me whose is whose
C
Tell me who is on the mi crophone
Em
I'm Oatie of the Goaties
C
I propose I would like a bone
F
Em
To edge off the dredge
C
I'm alleged to have sparked a joint
Em
Political and blisstical
C
I really hope ya like my points
Em
C
Aim at a target like a rifle, not a shotgun
Em
Don't spray into the fray to
C
prove that I got one
Em
Hide ya hose from Aaron Rose
C
'Cause he knows how to top
One's got a nose for the
prose
Em
C
So don't suppose he will stop, son
Em
I'm rollin' in this rhyme like ya
C
Em
bite a tenderoni
Rollin' in this rhyme 'cause it's
C
mine and ya know me
Em
I'ma mind, defy,
C
or sing like Toni Tone
Em
Singin' for their supper like
C
a dog does a boni
Verse 3
Em
George, get off my jock
'Cause I'm really gettin' tired a this shit
So step back, Dan,
and throw up those fists
'Cause I'ma wriggity wreck shop
C
And turn this mothafucka out
Em
Pay what is due me,
C
less I'm goin' up in your mouth
Em
Yup, yup,
C
I got the rhymes ta kick your butt
Em
It be the G to the O to the A to
C
the T, the M- A Double- D
F
Em
Say "What up, hus? I got bucks
C
Yeah, I be on the 2 bus."
Em
So what's up? I got 'nuff
C
Respect to make ya jump
Em
Welfare receiver with
C
the north side attitude
Em
I've had the shit piled up,
C
like in multitudes
Em
Nappy- headed, holey- shoed,
C
roundin' out the roster first
Em
Ya wanna step,
C
ya better check the Green Monster first
Verse 4
F
Em
I don't pretend to be a nice guy
C
But still ya tryin'
Em
I can go to Plan B and you can
C
get an eye jammy
Em
C
So save the sob stories for a storybook
F
Em
And look, Jack- in- the- box
can take a lickin'
C
F
But I'm never gettin' took
Em
C
By Uncle Scam and his band
of political crooks
Em
Searchin' nooks and crannies of my
C
granny's pocket book
Am
Em
"Hello, hello? Can ya hear me now,
Am
G?"
The typical American kid,
Em
that ain't me
Am
Em
C
Neither is Oatie or the M- A double- D
Am
So pass the dutchie 'pon
Em
the left hand side
Am
Don't hide the crop,
'cause I got the E- Z Wides
Em
I'ma survive, not suck seed
'Cause I stand as a man,
C
you can't hand me no bird feed
Verse 5
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
Em
C
Verse 6
F
Em
C
Pop goes ya head like the top of a daisy
Em
Ya ghost when the word
C
Em
hits like Patrick Swayze
C
Crazy, this shit about a plausible denial
F
Em
North takes the raps,
C
and ya claps at the trial
Em
Pie a la mode
C
The ghettos will explode
Em
While ya sit pigeon- toed
C
At a diamond commode
Em
Another episode of ya
C
walkin' the streets
Em
Mil lion dollar stroll, five thousand
C
pigs on the beat
Em
For the very first time,
C
imported from the hills
Em
Ya take money from the poor
C
like a fiend pops pills
Em
Like the Mills Brothers sing
C
a very white song
Em
But the roots of ya soul
C
kinda colored belong
Verse 7
Dm
I'm paralyzin' punks with
a positive pedigree
For those who choose to love me
I'm the M- A the double D
For those who choose to hate me
I negate like their full effect
Feelin' ready and willin' to break
Daryl Gates' neck
Like, "Fee diddilly, Foe,
Fum," I gets dumb
And like the typical American black male,
Bm
I'm done
Dm
Eatin' apple pies when M- A
Double's rockin' rhymes
And you know they on my nuts, hus
Em
They climb, they climb
F
Em
The hell with Stormin' Norman,
C
I write rhymes, Black
F
Em
They be political and
C
plus, they be all o' that
Em
Philly born and bred
C
Wit blunts straight to the head
F
Em
Callin' me conformist,
C
man, I warned you that shit was dead
Verse 8
C
Military is a mockery for all to see
Em
Be all you can be is just another
C
trick that's up their sleeve
Em
But ya better believe that you'll be
C
grievin' when ya ain't receivin'
Em
What was promised,
C
don't be astonished' 'cause ya won't be leavin'
Am
They reeled ya in like your skin
had fins
Now you're poundin' sand for
Em
another man's sins
Am
C
To each his own, to each his own, they say
Am
Em
But I'ma blow a bone,
and you can march 'til the cows come home
Am
Em
Your life's alone,
C
that means you rent your own dome
Am
Em
But when you come home in a box
Green drawers, green pants, green socks
C
Em
Typical American, kid, I think not
Verse 9
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
F
Em
C
I'm not your typical American
Outro 1
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Dm
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