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Autobiographical 由<作者/艺术家>演奏的简单吉他和弦
Black Sheep
Black Sheep

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Verse 1
D

It's the brown child,

better version of the story

Sees Conji, a sister, mother played by Tori

In Astoria, kid named Tiki took the cake

The greens and the steak

and the potatoes and the plate

Never a dummy, rejections are funny

First years of my life I thought that

food stamps were money

So by ten I was the mess,

got a men and then I had friend

So now I'm snatching pocket books

with Sean Wilkinson

?Get that money,
Em
D

lil nigga' that's what they told me

I never sweated props cause like my
Em
D

pops they couldn't hold me
Em
D

Until he found shorty's got it going on,

rolling on

Who told? Damn, bendecion..

The Bland man,
Em
Bm

and my pop don't give a damn
D

The day I played with matches,

took the stove to my hand
E

Hot temperature! He told me the
D

players' version

The ego in submersion for the
E
D

end of week excursion
Abb

Until I'm back, back on the scene

Like a ball on the green,
D

giving strokes with my team
Abb

And despite the commentary pop told me,

I'm lowly

And moms change- bank

can't hold me, so
D

She don't scold me, she
Abb

just grabs the belt

Knuckle the buckle,

tells me all about the pain she felt
D

At the precinct when a pre- teen
Abb

was spotted at the scene

Came up with the green,
D

not a cop could intervene
Verse 2

[Mother]
Bm

Listen here, you little motherfucker

You ain't going to fuck with me

Got me coming to this damn
D

precinct
Bm

Dammit, I'm a kick your

motherfucking ass

Shit! You ain't going to

drive me crazy
Verse 3
D

Now, happens Tori met Tom

not too long ago

He was a nigga,, yo,

he said he had the flow though

He loved a bro,

I know I didn't see you grow

To a TV show cause the nigga

said we all could go

So I'm up and out of the ghetto,

son of a gold miner

City- slicking Carolinian standing

out like Ming china

A golden bull at heart

though I moved around

The balls bounced to the bottom,

settled at a small town
Abb

?Hey, boy! What's your name?!' First day,

first fight

I'm out of New York and, boy,

it don't sit right if you're white
D
Abb

Light were my steps from there

Did my dirt on the low,

a Southern town nightmare
D

Cause the next year it was me
Abb

and Ef on the furlough

We were the only Queens kids but
D

there were other boroughs

With Rockwell, D- Ski,
Abb

Ron Duke and Freddie
D

New York was represented like

we danced for Rock Steady

Stan had tables and
Abb

mics, every brother nice
D

Not only could we rip and rhyme

but backspin and slice
D

With Paris and Foxy and Christina
Abb

P's bust
D

You know them loud,

raunchy, trouble- making niggas? That was us
D

A menace yet still I played tennis,

ain't that cruddy

Advanced with the Reeboks, they

called them ?cut buddies'

I hung with one,

only one younger brother

Shorty Doo- Wop could cut

and scratch up any other
Abb

Bigger than his size, was barely five feet

In ?83 broke beats

that today rock streets
D

With no one to grade it, still
Abb

never debated
D

Some saw and hated but they

never contemplated
D

It was the wild child with foul styles,
Abb

pal but not foul

A dis was never okay unless

it came before corral
D
Abb

Pals of mine, peoples though were down
D

I graduate next week and, yo, next

week I'm NY bound

Seven days from that one I'm leaving

love that weighs a ton

I'm going to miss you niggas, yo,

that rapping shit was crazy fun

But I'm leaving on the next bus

I've got your numbers and we'll keep in touch,

I trust

Gliding, riding back to my domain

For love and money, fuck fame,

my life will never be the same

As the next man's words, can you dig it?

I say I got a scheme,
Bm

a- yo, I gots you figured
Verse 4
Bm

[Corner]

Yo, wassup, wassup. Is money out here?
Bm

Yo, I just got a call from

that nigga Tiki

Remember that nigga Tiki?

He on his way from
D

down South
Verse 5

My real pops was a pusher,

when we left he had a section

So I keep it in the family,

or at least I make connection

With the prime figures for

affiliated support

In my purchase of cargo in the

import and export

Flushing, Queens: back when

junkies was the fiends

My childhood friends held buddha,

had babies in dreams

I took pops off my shit list

cause he had the fitness

To help Tiki get his, what the fuck,

pop? Jehovah witness

What the fuck,

pop? What's with the fizz- plop

I'm like, I can't put him down

but the shit don't stop

Worked at a law firm, for lack of fear

I wrote a resume,

spending words like a millionaire

>From there to the bank,

see the bank's down the block

So now I'm close to home, I clock, I plot

With Popote, he's my cousin

and a wily one

Though the kid was younger,

quick like thunder

With the heart to put you under

Props even, the shit can't fail

I saw Reese, bagged with Pote

and made a sale
Bm
[Co- Dee] Go
Verse 6


ahead, get that money

Get that money!
D
Bm

I ain't going to let nobody see you

I got your back, baby, I got your back
D

You want five? You only got two
Verse 7
D

On one late night, I had

made a nice amount

More than two weeks pay,

playing with the new accounts

So I rose like a petal, fuck pops,

I run with thugs

Levis, Tims, hoodie, coat,
D

skully, drugs

Fatigues before they were the fashion

Pockets with work and others

with cash in

Thought I was cool with tools and mad trap

My pops was like ?read this?

but I was like fuck that
Abb

So I jingle- jangled, clocked at every angle

Tiki's getting paid and his crew's

star- spangled
D

And everyday,
Abb

all day night, yo, whatever


Niggas on the strip in sub- zero weather
D
Abb

Back before the first generation of fiends

My team was sheer cream,
D

keeping dollar bills green

Fashion, Calvin cooler,
Abb

playing Rick the Ruler

And I can't front on nobody
D

cause I pulled on a woolah

Back in '86 ­ first,
Abb

foremost and final

Rhyming on the corner,

all I want to be's on vinyl
D

I bum rush and boom bash,
Abb

not even for merit

Bounce out to see Reg and

Joe down on Merrick
Bm

But mostly it's the strip

that I played like a cock

On the block until the day I got

knocked
Verse 8
Bm

[Police sirens
Bm

to fade]

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