Chords with lyrics
Verse:
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It goes a one, two, three
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I was born with the hunger of a lion, the strength of a sun
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I don't need to sweat it when the competition come
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
Original style, like an eight of eight drum
G+G A augmentedA
So I don't run the track, no, I make the track run
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
My momma taught me words, my daddy built rockets
G+G A augmentedA
I hold 'em both together now, tell me what I got
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
It's a pretty small weapon, I can shoot it, I can drop it
G+G A augmentedA
But learn to respect it 'cause you clearly can't stop it
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Like that...
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It ain't over 'cause the sharks on the left side, the snakes on the right
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And anything you do, they wanna get a little bite
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It really doesn't matter if you're wrong or if you're right
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Cause once they get their teeth in, nothing really fights
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
And razzle me, I do it like I got nothing to lose
G+G A augmentedA
And you can run your mouth like you could try to fill my shoes
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
But steady little soldier, I ain't standing next to you
G+G A augmentedA
I can lay it on the ground before you're even in my view
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Like that...
Interlude:
A minorAm G+G A minorAm
Give me the strength of the rising sun
A minorAm C majorC D MajorD A minorAm
Give me the truth of the words unsung
C majorC D MajorD C majorC
And when the last bells ring, the poor men sing
D MajorD
Bring me to kingdom come
Verse:
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This is something for your people on the block to blackout and rock to
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Give you what you need like Papa, who shot ya
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Separate the weak from the obsolete, you're meek, I creep hard on impostors
G+G
And switch styles on the dime, quick-witted y'all
G+G
Quit tripping, I don't have time for your crying
G+G
I grind tough sucka make your mind up, are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up?
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
Bang, bang, little monkey man playing
G+G A augmentedA
With the big guns only get you slain
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
I ain't playing, I'm just saying you ain't got a sliver of a chance
G+G A augmentedA
I get ill or I deliver while you quiver in your pants
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
So shake, shake down, money, here's the break down
G+G A augmentedA
You can play the bank, I'mma play the bank take down
Bb majorBb A augmentedA
And no mistakes now I'm coming to get you
G+G A augmentedA
I'm just a Banksy, you're a Brainwash, get the picture?
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It's like that
Chorus:
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We swim against the rising waves
D MajorD A augmentedA
and crash against the shore
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The body bends until it breaks
D MajorD A augmentedA D MajorD A augmentedA
The early morning sings no more
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So rest your head. it's time to sleep
D MajorD A augmentedA
And dream of what's in store
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The body bends until it breaks
D MajorD A augmentedA
And sings again no more
E MajorE A augmentedA
Cause time has torn the flesh away
D MajorD E MajorE A augmentedA
The early morning sings no more