Kunci: C minor•
Intro 1
Cm
Ab
Cm
Verse 1
Cm
I'm just a liberation scribe
writing these bars of freedom
The god's got kids and un
Ab
cle g'wan help feed 'em
Cm
My words free the mind whether you
hear 'em or read 'em
Ab
Cm
The duty of a civilised man
is to teach 'em
Gm
Cm
Wave your guns at the system
and unify the prisons
Fm
I save a ghetto child from getting
Cm
drawn out at Princeton
G
Cm
Still a million man march even
though some are limping
Bb
Cm
Fm
Like Kunta caught up in big pimping and linen
Cm
Karma sutra, I sooth ya
Nah I ain't bitchin'
I armoured through ya,
moved ya and seized your kitchen
Was my steez with ease
to blitzkrieg the women
Gm
Now my hymns hem her heart's stitching
Cm
Gm
Cm
See I'm reppin for my fam
that's the joy of living
See I reps for my fam that's
the joy of living
Gm
Cm
I see you reppin for your fam and
that's the joy of living
Gm
Was thanks taking, there was no thanks
Cm
giving
Interlude 1
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Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Verse 2
my eyes on the sparrow
Cm
Ab
Americas always gotta full
barrel of stress
So strap on your vest
Gm
Since the manger avoid
Cm
B
the one left in the chamber
kills the knowledge of self
Bb
Now this remainder remains
The first scorned
Ab
The one you made the scapegoat
Cm
The god building like Joseph
In technicolour peep my dreamcoat
I'm a keep the real estate
Cm
I don't fiend for the cream
I fiend for the gold it's backed by
Ab
Y'all use the physical two
All seeing third eye
Cm
Pierces holes through your spleen
Scores goals on your team
Ab
Choke, holes on your neck
Bill, fold all your cream
your dreams
Unbalanced is the beam
Ab
The sun rises in the east in Bruknaam
I come clean
Cm
I see you reppin for your fam
that's the joy of living
Cm
Fm
there was no thanks giving
Interlude 2
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Ab
Cm
Baug
Cm
Ab
Cm
Verse 3
Ab
Cm
I be
Ab
Fm
wise as a serpent,
Cm
Flow be perfection, the attribute's love
Ab
From Brixton to Brooklyn, topsoil,
Ascend thrones in brownstone
Blaze pastures, mines greener
In backwoods trees get nestles
With the beast within I wrestle,
for anointed be this vessel
To rebuke the devil
No progress without the struggle
Bb
got to hustle before you
Bubble
Ab
God's words (are) no hustle though
Cm
See brother Bains, like Malcolm,
think long range
Sincere
My life's dedicated to change
B
Locked up in the belly (of) America's gut
Cm
Gm
If I'm sleeping with the enemy,
Cm
You see I reps for my fam
for the joy of living
You see I'm reppin' for my fam,
that's the joy of living
I see you reppin for your fam and
that's the joy of living
Fm
Was thanks taking, there was no thanksgiving
Outro 1
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Faug
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