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