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The Roots
The Roots

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Intro 1
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Cm
Verse 1
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Homicide or suicide
Heads or tails
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Bb
Some think life is a living hell
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Adim
Some live life just living well
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Abm
I live life tryna tip the scale
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Cm
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Bb
My way, my way
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Adim
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Abm
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My way, my way
Verse 2
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Yo, I'm always early
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I never take off 'cause I got a job
Rob Peter to pay Paul
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Cm
Adim
Adim
Now I realize it's
the winner that takes all
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Do what I gotta do because
I can't take loss
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Cm
Picture me living life as if I'm
some animal
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That consumes its own dreams
like I'm a cannibal
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Adim
I won't accept failure unless
it's mechanical
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Abm
But still the alcohol mixed
with the botanical
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Bb
Cm
Cm
I guess I be re ferred to the owners
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Bb
manual full of loaners
Full of all the homeless
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Cm
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throwaways and the stoners
Soldiers of the streets with
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Cm
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Eb
8th grade dip lomas
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And the world awaiting their
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shoulders as a bonus
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Cm
Look, let he without sin live without sin
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Bb
Until then, I'll be doing dirty
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Cm
jobs like swamp men
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Adim
Counting the faces of those
that might have been
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Abm
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It's like living that life but I
Verse 3
won't live that life again
Cm
Cm
Hom icide or suicide
Heads or tails
Bb
Bb
Some think life is a living hell
Adim
Adim
Some live life just living well
Abdim
Abdim
Abm
Abm
I live life tryna tip the scale
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
My way, my way
Adim
Adim
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Abm
Abm
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My way, my way
Verse 4
Cm
Cm
Lot of niggas go to prison
How many come out Malcolm X?
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I know I'm not
Shit, can't even talk about the rest
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Adim
Famous last words: "You under arrest"
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Ab
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Will I get popped tonight?
It's anybody's guess
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Cm
I guess, a nigga need to stay cunning
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Bb
I guess when the cops comin'
need to start runnin'
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Adim
I won't make the same mistakes
from my last run in
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You either done doing crime
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Abm
Ab
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now or you done in
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Cm
I got a brother on the run and one in
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Bb
Wrote me a letter,
he said when you comin'
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Adim
Shit man,
I thought the goal's to stay out
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Abm
Back against the wall,
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Ab
then shoot your way out
Cm
Cm
Gettin' money's a style
that never plays out
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Bb
'Til you end up boxin' your stash,
money's paid out
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Adim
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The scales of justice ain't equally
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Adim
weighed out
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Abm
Only two ways out,
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digging tunnels or digging graves out
Verse 5
Cm
Cm
Homicide or suicide
Heads or tails
Bb
Bb
Some think life is a living hell
Adim
Adim
Some live life just living well
Abdim
Abdim
Abm
Abm
I live life tryna tip the scale
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
My way, my way
Adim
Adim
F
F
Abm
Abm
Bb
Bb
My way, my way
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Ab
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F
Interlude 1
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Verse 6
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Cm
Homicide or suicide
Heads or Tails
Bb
Bb
Some think life is a living hell
Adim
Adim
F
F
Some live life just living well
Abm
Abm
I live life tryna tip the scale
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
My way, my way
Adim
Adim
F
F
Adim
Adim
My way
Outro 1
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Abm

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