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