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