Tonalità: Bb minor
Verse 1
Gm
Stripped down to
my skin and my bones
Eb
I love huskies but I feel like
Gm
a wolf (howl!)
Bb
In a pack but I feel all alone
Eb
I'm scatterbrained, man
Better offer the clone
Gm
Bb
In Tejas apartments with racist
Gm
(chronic) doin' weird shit
Eb
Like, this'll make your
Gm
biopic (haha)
Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's get
Bb
Gm
the wing tings (yum)
Real quick bills still stacking to the
ceiling (uh-oh)
Bb
Whatchu mean, it ain't working?
Gm
Eb
(what?)
Whatchu mean, you ain't finding yourself?
Gm
(oh, I am, I'm trying)
Bb
Whatchu mean, you ain't got no cash? (I got
Gm
Eb
a little bit)
Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?
Gm
Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a
Bb
Eb
fat chick? (uh-huh)
Shouldn't your mama be done paying the
house off? (I guess)
Gm
Shouldn't you have a real big ass
Eb
ego? (no)
Dm
Shouldn't these girls be flockin' just
Eb
Gm
like seagulls? (e h)
Verse 2
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Eb
Dm
Eb
Think I need someone who can handle it
Gm
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
Eb
I don't need nobody
Gm
tryna give me shit
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Eb
Think I need someone who can handle it
Gm
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna
Gm
give me shit
Verse 3
Gm
The original lick-splickety,
Bb
higher than Yosemite
Eb
Breaking the mold mentally,
master with no limiting
Gm
Mak ing 'em say "Ugh!",
Bb
they worshiping our force viciously
Eb
Watching the floor tip in your
Gm
temple of authenticity
Often they say I'm off it, I offer
my crossed empathy
Eb
They forgot what we on,
I'll remind 'em with hostility
Gm
Bb
Hot-diggity damn, damn,
everyone running scams
Gm
Gotta cover your clams and take
another glance
Bb
Running a clinic, no scans,
Gm
ain't no one claimin' yo mans
Eb
It's all pertaining to plan,
call me the architect
Gm
A
Bb
Lap you in a UFO, I haven't started yet
A
Still gotta figure out exactly
Dm
where to park it at
Eb
Gm
Moses with the pen,
A
Bb
Eb
each line an ocean I can part it at
Interlude 1
But that's too deep
Gm
Bb
Gm
Verse 4
Gm
Bb
Don't call me stupid,
Eb
Dm
that ain't the way my name pronounced
Gm
Bb
Don't call me Cupid,
Eb
Gm
I got too many hoes right now
Bb
Poolside in Houston
Eb
Tryna see if Beyoncé will
take me for adoption
Gm
Eb
Bb
Broke ass rich, suburbs
Eb
Dm
A civilian shot in 3rd Ward,
Gm
we just by the fountain
Bb
Eb
This is Merlyn Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the Woodlands
Gm
Bb
I need a Hon ey Butter,
Eb
Gm
vodka in a Sprite can
Bb
Eb
When I'm in the Whataburger, all the
Gm
kids know who I am
Bb
I need a Hon ey Butter,
Dm
Gm
puttin' lean in my Sprite can
Verse 5
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Eb
Think I need someone who can handle it
Gm
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
Eb
I don't need nobody
Gm
tryna give me shit
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Eb
Think I need someone who can handle it
Gm
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
Dm
Gm
I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
Verse 6
Bb
I got a record but I'm clean as they come
Eb
I'm Godzilla,
Dm
when they see me they run
Eb
Bb
On 37th, used to run from the Bloods
Eb
The undercovers gotta
duck when they come
Gm
Bb
I moved out and in a couple of months
Eb
I'ma be a pop star, they call me a thug
Gm
Eb
I used to write raps on
Gm
the back of the bus
Now I'm in the front seat
shifting the gears
Verse 7
Gm
Bb
It's funny how things can change
Eb
Three hundred dollars to my name,
led to Hollywood
Gm
Bb
I was living off Ramen and change
Eb
Five hundred dollars on these dinners,
Gm
never have to pay
Growing up my teachers told me
Eb
"You better get them grades up,
If you wanna finish high school"
Gm
"And after high school,
you better get a degree
Eb
Gm
"'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world, world, world,
you could live in the street"
Bb
Flashback, I had my Walkman in
Eb
the minivan
Listening to NSYNC, saw my
name on the CD
Bleach blond tips,
Bb
Eb
wanted to be JT
Wanted to do big things,
had to fulfill a dream
Gm
Bb
One might say I was doomed
from the get-go
Eb
But But those same people assume,
'cause they'll never know
Gm
What it's like to be called
to what's not set in stone
Eb
Bb
I am one with the ebb and flow,
Verse 8
that's all I know
Gm
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Eb
Think I need someone who can handle it
Gm
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
Eb
I don't need nobody
Gm
tryna give me shit
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Eb
Think I need someone who can handle it
Gm
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna
Eb
give me shit
Verse 9
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone
Eb
who can handle it
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna
Eb
give me shit
Bb
Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone
Eb
who can handle it
Bb
Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna give me shit
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