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