Headaches & Woes: accordi di
Aceyalone
Aceyalone

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Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
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Oh man,
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I got a splittin' headache
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C#m
And my heart is broken up into
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A thousand tiny little
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C#m
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microscopic pieces
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I got a
Verse 2
head full of headaches,
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a heart that's full of woes
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C#m
I'm constantly singin'
them downhome blues
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G#
And not many people knows
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C#m
That leaves me with a twisted view
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E
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C#m
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Of the whole wide world as I know it
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C#m
And I guess I got no choice
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but to be a po et
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Now
Verse 3
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C#m
in my natural habitat I
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gravitate towards having that
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And I elevate on having that
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E
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And I'll never get caught
in your rabbit trap
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From Yellowstone to Venezuela
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Nigeria down through Australia
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C#m
There's somethin' I learned
that I gotta tell ya
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A
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There's a whole lot of us
ain't wrapped too tight
Verse 4
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C#m
Now I could been your
doctor or your lawyer
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Or come to your house and clean up for ya
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Self destruction won't destroy ya
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If you got somebody that's
lookin' out for ya
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Men are murdered women raped
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People gettin' beat on videotape
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And people elsewhere tryin' to escape
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Just to
Verse 5
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come to America
to lick the plate
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Helicopters scope the land
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Hell is here so I hope you 'stand
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Hip hop culture is African
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And rappers like me gon' rule the earth
Verse 6
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C#m
I got a head full of headaches,
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E
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C#m
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a heart that's full of woes
C#m
C#m
I'm constantly singin'
them downhome blues
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E
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G#
And not many people knows
C#m
C#m
That leaves me with a twisted view
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G#
Of the whole wide world as I know it
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C#m
And I guess I got no choice
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E
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G#
but to be a po et
Verse 7
C#m
C#m
G#
G#
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A
Now everyday I manifest and I generate
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And smoke cannabis
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And I penetrate and I innovate
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And I demonstrate from Los Angeles
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From Amsterdam to the
Northern border
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Panama, Spain to Atlanta, Georgia
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C#m
Somethin' I learned
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G#
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C#m
that I haven't told ya
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Brothers like me don't live too long
Verse 8
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Now I know you know
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B
it ain't who you know
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C#m
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But do you know
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C#m
You see 'cause you could
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go just like any Joe
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And that's for sho' true
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So if you're straight
and you're narrow
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B
And the snake's in the barrel
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And the serpent is under
the rainbow
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C#m
And you're head over heels
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B
instead of the reals
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E
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C#m
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Then you're bound to be tangled
Verse 9
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C#m
'Cause brothers are singin'
and dancin' and rappin'
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Like they was a vaudeville act
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C#m
But knowledge is wealth and you
gotta know self
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G#
And you gotta know God's still black
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C#m
'Cause every so often I sit and I
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E
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wonder why I even trip at all
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'Cause half are down when I get down
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The other half wanna see me fall
Verse 10
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C#m
Waitin' around all heaven bound
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E
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And you seen that your L- 7's round
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C#m
And when the sky falls to the ground
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And you found that the only
way up is down
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C#m
Don't give me no
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additives, no sedatives
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C#m
G#
G#
C#m
C#m
Or preservatives, or repetitive
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Rhetoric you give, just let it live
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C#m
Yet my head is poundin'
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I'm dealin' with this load on my mind
Verse 11
C#m
C#m
I got a head full of headaches,
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E
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G#
a heart that's full of woes man
C#m
C#m
I'm constantly singin'
them downhome blues
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E
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G#
And not many peoples knows
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C#m
Man, that leaves me with a twisted view
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G#
Of the whole wide world as I know it
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C#m
And I guess I got no choice but to be a
Verse 12
E
E
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G#
I got no choice but to be
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C#m
G#
G#
I guess I got no choice but to be a poet
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C#m
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I guess I got no choice but to be a prophet
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C#m
Dm
Dm
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I guess I got no choice but to be a griot
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C#m
Dm
Dm
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C#m
A gangster, a athlete, a bum
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A nobody, a criminal,
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Am
Am
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a convict
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C#m
C#m
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Am
Am
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C#m
C#m
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Am
Am
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A black man, a MC, a MC, a MC
Verse 13
C#m
C#m
Cm
Cm
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I got a head full of headaches,
a heart that's full of woes
C#m
C#m
I'm con stantly singin'
them downhome blues
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G#
And not many people knows
C#m
C#m
That leaves me with a twisted view
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G#
Of the whole wide world as I know it
C#m
C#m
And I guess I got no choice
but to be a poet
Verse 14
Mmm, hmm,
you know that's right
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Cm
That's why people got to get their high,
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G#
so they can get high
They blast and they passed the pipe
to get high
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Just like a Jedi, never said I would,
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I, even if I could I
Didn't do it but I just rather get
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a little shut eye
So I sleep from dawn to dusk
in a bomb shelter
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'Cause ya never know when the man
is gonna drop that big one
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Baug
Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, alarm
Verse 15
the farmers
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Cm
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Armageddon, karma psychic readings
Greetings, Earthlings, I'm from Mars
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Got two more planets to go and
then I'm on my way to the stars
Oh no, there I go through the
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B
ozone layer hole
Where the men are the men
and they mean it
Down where the wind don't
blow where the indo grow
In the snow and everybody po'

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