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