调：Bb minor
Verse 1
A#m
A#dim
G#m
Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates
Interlude 1
D#
G#m
D#m
G#m
F#
B
Verse 2
E
D#m
F#
G#m
I in hale with the scent of a million men
17 up in the front I am
E
D#m
F#
God knows all the sacrifces I made
F#
G#m
They phony, funny but they don't know
E
D#
D#m
F#
I'm feeling stuck with a capital S
B
F#
A#m
Rotting away in the Midwest, I guess
A#dim
A#m
A#dim
D#
No more pain I complain and pray to God,
G#m
F#
B
It was unbearable until
A#m
F#
A#m
E
D#
Who's responsible for this madness,
Who's responsible for this sudden
A#m
A#dim
I can see, I can look into your eyes
F#
D#m
D#
die!" when all the bullets fly
F#
G#m
F#
B
C#
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
Verse 3
A#m
D#m
A#m
G#m
me under
B
D#m
G#m
But I been too long trying
G#m
D#m
G#m
The worst, the worst, yeah
B
G#m
E
D#m
After all that I been through
Verse 4
G#m
B
G#m
E
What it is? What it was and what
D#aug
E
G#m
F#
G#m
it shall be? You tell me
A#m
A#dim
Bitches think I got money
F#
G#m
E
So I'm thinking of killing you when
I got plenty and mean
G#
C#
F#m
E
Under child social ser vices and shit
A#dim
A#m
A#dim
My khakis are low sagging from
D#
D#m
F#
illegal type little baggies
G#m
F#
E
Pushing ten of them on top of the
F#
B
A#m
world like James Cagney
A#dim
D#m
F#
Feel that agony people nagging me
G#m
F#
My raggedy life ain't worth living,
B
C#m
B
F#
sick of my aunt and uncle dragging me
A#dim
A#m
See me drink my life away
E
D#
D#aug
F#
Smoking tok ing my life away
G#m
F#
Tryin to put this trife away in the
A#m
D#
D#m
F#
If I could fly today to the golden gates
G#m
F#
B
I could get away from this place of hell and fakes,
that's me
Puffin that stronger W- double
G#m
E
F#
Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf,
Verse 5
They keep trying to pull me under
E
D#m
B
me down)
A#m
yeah)
F#
G#m
D#m
After all that I been through
(Tell me what to do)
Verse 6
A#m
E
D#m
B
F#
Q if you ain't crew
A#m
A#dim
A#m
E
My pockets thin, about to sin
G#m
F#
B
To get that Henn, to make that blend
To make that fool come
Devilish thoughts,
G#m
E
F#
God tell us what we got to do to make
A#dim
A#m
E
Spell it out to me 'cause
G#m
F#
B
I'm psycho like Woody Harrelson
A#dim
D#
Like Aaron Yates, Norman Bates,
D#m
G#m
E
perfect mates
A#dim
A#m
A#dim
Bitches yellin', head is swellin'
G#
G#m
G#
E
I burst, into a blood thirst,
B
A#m
A#dim
No hearse, nobody's turf
D#
D#m
F#
Fuck planet Earth, disperse
the worst (the worst)
Verse 7
G#m
D#m
G#m
the wor st, yeah
They keep trying to pull me under
G#m
B
D#m
But I been too long trying
(But I'll make it through this time,
Verse 8
A#m
A#dim
D#
I know that it can't get no worst
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do
(Tell me what to do)
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