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Coolio

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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5:30 in the morning and I haven't been to sleep
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A pair of raggedly ass
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ProWings on my feet
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Ten dollars in my pocket and
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now I'm on the creep
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to the double-up spot spot 'cause
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the shit is comin cheap
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
It's 1984 and the rocks is all fat
Southern California, LA is where it's at
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
I'm smokin like a mother
fuckin choo-choo train
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Big cocaine inside my brain, aah
Am Am 
 
But nobody knows that
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I'm on the hype
Am Am 
 
Use to be in CREAM, well
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now I hit the pipe
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C C 
 
Face sucked in, yellow tooth grin
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C C 
 
No bitches, no friends, no ends to spend
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass trap
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
and I sold everything but my
motherfuckin gat
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I got a habit like a rabbit
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and I want to stop it
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but I can't 'cause I'm locked
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'n da closet
Bridge:

Verse 2
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Oh make me want to holler,
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C C 
 
right into my life
Oh make me want to holler,
right into my life
Am Am 
 
Oh make me  want to holler,
C C 
 
right into my life
Listen homey

Verse 3
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No re  habilitation,
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no wantin to talk to...
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Doin crimes on every fuckin
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place I can walk to
Am Am 
 
I still get props in the hood
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when I stroll by
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'cause niggas don't know that
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Am Am 
 
I'm smokin like Popeye
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Mama's in the kitchen cookin rice
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Daddy's in the pen doin life
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C C 
 
Sis ter gotta husband, she's a wife
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And I'm in the backyard
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hittin the pipe
Am Am 
 
It's been three or four months
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since I started usin
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C C 
 
It's a uphill battle and now I know I'm losin
Am Am 
 
I go  to the spots where my
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face ain't familiar
Am Am 
 
and I cook here jack 'cause
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I don't know these niggas
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I'm livin like a peasant
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and it ain't pleasant
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
I think I need to change my direction
Am Am 
 
I got the five dollar piece now
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I'm all in the carpet
Am Am 
 
in the dark 'cause
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I'm locked 'n da closet

Verse 4
Am Am 
 
Chorus:
Em Em 
 
Someone's knockin at the door,
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Am Am 
 
somebody's ringin a bell
Em Em 
 
Somebody's locked n da closet,
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Am Am 
 
somebody's goin to hell
Do me a favour,
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Am Am 
 
Em Em 
 
open the door and let em have it
C C 
 
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah

Verse 5
Am Am 
 
One year done passed and
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now I'm lookin dusty
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Disgusted because my own
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mama don't trust me
Am Am 
 
My sister's on the trip 'cause she
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knows I'm on the hit
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
And I   can't take this shit
There's a rumour goin round
that I'm puffin heavily
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C C 
 
and my neighbours is lookin at me crazy, G
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I guess they figured out that I
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broke in they house
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C C 
 
and stole all they shit while they was out
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My sis ter told my aunt
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and my aunt told Pam
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and Pam let it slip to that
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bitch Roxanne
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Roxanne  told Bill
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and Bill told Duke
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Em Em 
 
Now the whole hood knows
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that I play the flute
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C C 
 
But before I lost my respect
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet,
SHIT!
Am Am 
 
Now I'm back to life,
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yeah I'm back to reality
Am Am 
 
Ain't no side effects
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or technicalities
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There's one thing about
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it when your life is fucked
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
At the bottom the only way to
go is up, aah
No more cocaine bitches
Am Am 
 
I kick the door off the
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motherfuckin hinges
Bb#m Bb#m 
 
Am Am 
 
I'm out the closet
*screaming*
Chorus:
Em Em 
 
Someone's knockin at the door,

Verse 6
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
somebody's ringin a bell
Em Em 
 
Somebody's locked n da closet,
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
somebody's goin to hell
Do me a favour,
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
Em Em 
 
open the door and let em have it
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
let em have it
Em Em 
 
Someone's knockin at the door,

Verse 7
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
somebody's ringin a bell
Em Em 
 
Somebody's locked n da closet,
C C 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
somebody's goin to hell
Em Em 
 
Do me a favour,
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
open the door and let em have it
Em Em 
 
G G 
 
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah