Tonalità: D# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Dm
You got a bag full of paint, a head full of brain
No snow, no rain,
Gm
ain't got no complaint
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Like you high on that cry long
Dm
running through your veins
Gm
You look like a war vet starin
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at them trains
Dm
It's like you zen the fuck out
Gm
Sittin in the bushes, letting all the bugs out
One smoke one beer,
Dm
Gm
when the coast is clear you disappear until your zone stoned on the fear
Dm
Lookin at scarred box cars
Focusing and notice one of
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the ones most fit
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Its like that one there,
Dm
has got your name all over it
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So that one there,
Gm
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is getting your name all over it
Gm
Pull a can of sky blue for the outline
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Gm
Sky for the limits, blue for the down time
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Gm
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Nerves at blast, disturbin the masses of rats
Gm
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with these thin tips and fat caps
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Thinking bout your little brother,
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cause he been tryin hit the yard with you all summer
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It's a good thing that you didn't
Gm
bring him along
Dm
Cause that's when you saw the
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flashlights singing this song like
Verse 2
[Chorus 2X]
Dm
Run, run, run these yards
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Gm
Run, run, run don't get caught
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Run, run,
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run every piece understood
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Verse 3
It wasn't fast enough,
Dm
a simple catch
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Cornered in the parking
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lot hidin in the trash
You heard the footsteps,
heart beatin hard
Dm
Gm
Are you gonna have to fight with a
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trainyard guard?
You stepped out on some,
Dm
yup let's start this
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Puffin out your chest like
Gm
G
you wasn't in the garbage
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And that's when the
Gm
Dm
universe stopped
Cause your looking straight
Gm
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at a uniformed officer
Gm
What you think,
Dm
should you run, run
And take a chance at getting
Gm
some from his stunt gun
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That ain't one on one,
Dm
plus he look kinda young
The type that might beat
Gm
your ass just for fun, huh
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So tell me what the fuck are you sup
Gm
Dm
posed to do
Already thinking about the
Gm
cuffs holdin you
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Already got a few cases over you
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But then the police man says,
Gm
no it's cool
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What, where's the punch line,
Dm
can't call it
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Gm
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Too many paint fumes, musta lost it
Gm
He handed you your bag and said here,
I think you dropped this
Dm
Cause this cop grew up
Gm
on hip hop
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[Chorus 2X]
Outro 1
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