키: D minor
Intro 1
Am
Bb
Caug
E
Am
Bb
Caug
E
Verse 1
Am
I strive to be humble,
lest I stumble,
Bb
never sold a jumbo,
Caug
or cop chicken wings
E
Am
with mumbo sauce,
Tyson is a foul holocaust,
Bb
E
Hitler gash your whole head up with poultry, I'm fed up
Am
Ig nore Cordon Bleu, stand up,
Bb
get up, lunch for your knife
E
Am
Don't forget your pot holders
Bb
Hot shit, what? These old things?
E
About to throw them away
Am
With the gold rings
that make them don't fit like OJ
Bb
E
Usually I take them off with oil
Am
or ole MC's
as crabs in a barrel past the old bay
Bb
Caug
E
Hot as hell and it's a cold day in it
Am
Working on a way that we
can roll away tinnit
Bb
Caug
Some say the price of holding heat
E
is often too high
Am
You either be in a coffin
or you be the new guy
Bb
E
The one that's too fly to eat chupai
Am
Never too busy when
Bb
it comes down to you and I
Caug
E
A lot of niggas wish to die
Am
They need to hold their horses,
it's bigger fish to fry
Bb
E
You're on the list, if not,
pick a number spot
Am
Ten and a half
Bb
Timbs is made to kick your bumper climb
E
Am
I coulda had a V8, F -150 quad cab,
but I'll be straight
Bb
Money comes and goes
E
like that two -bit
Am
Hustle that night to try to rush me
Dwight passed the dutchie
Bb
So I could calm down
E
so they don't get it twisted
Am
Take it from the fireside
and won't get enlisted
Bb
Am
Got it, what happened? Oh, it's not lit
These metal fingers be holdin' hot shit
Bb
When I was four, I penned
E
God was born in New York
Am
Back in 77, still got Nan in the crescent
Bb
The effervescence of God's
Caug
presence is thick
E
Am
Un like vapor, esterol, extra roll,
word to the baker
Bb
Peace to the hard -workin'
E
gingerbread makers
Am
Looked up and down, said,
hmm, too much make -up
Bb
E
Poor music tastes ten years from
being grown -up
Am
Rappers don't blow up, heads do
Aw, shit
Bb
My name is Dwight Spitz,
E
I'm a sonic addict
Am
I used to think it was
merely a nagging habit
E
Born under a bad sign
Am
I'm serious about this curse of mine
I strive to flip it in the fine wine
Bb
Barely born a virgin is
Caug
E
what the stars said
Am
Black, not white, red all over,
though, like Elmo
Bb
E
28 years have passed,
I feel I'm peaking
Am
I make music every weekend
Bb
E
It's a chore, a fact of life
Am
A labor of love, I get mad love
but I detest the labor
Bb
And it's wages, you know death
Caug
E
Am
I'm serving life from this gift of God
Bb
Don't forget your potholders,
my niggas
Caug
E
Am
Mojito
Bb
Mojito
E
Am
Bb
Mojito
Caug
E
Am
Bb
Caug
E
Am
Bb
Caug
E
Am
Bb
Caug
E
Bb
Caug
E
Am
Bb
Background music playing.
Caug
E
Am
A
short time later.
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