Tom: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
F#m
R .P.
Bm
D
F#m
I bounce,
Bm
D
rock, road, skate
F#m
Bm
D
Bounce, bounce, rock, road skate
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
I bounce, rock, road, skate
F#m
Bm
Bounce, bounce, rock, road,
D
F#m
skate
Bm
D
F#m
Bm
D
F#m
I've been trapped since birth,
Bm
feelin' like I've been cursed
D
Feelin' like can my situation
Bm
Insane, loco all up in your brain
D
A little guesser on the guy
who's only known to bang
F#m
Bm
Full of pride, rollin' with that silver side
D
The homie Trigger used to bang
until his brother died
F#m
Bm
I used to wonder why did they take his life never felt
D
F#m
pain till I seen his mother cry and on the other side
Bm
Another mother shedding tears
ain't happy here
F#m
Bm
at least that's what the spirits say
Just another gang retaliation
F#m
Bm
at least that's what the news reported
But half the time you can't
trust the news.
D
They got it all distorted.
F#m
Bm
It's dedicated to the homies
in the ground
Honestly, I just thank God
D
that I'm still here to make a
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
man
D
F#m
Bm
Bounce, rock, roll, skate
D
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
I bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
Bounce, bounce, rock, roll, skate
D
F#m
Bm
Bounce, straight
from the gold estate
D
C#
And so they hate
Bm
straight from the gold estate
D
F#m
So tell me, was I really born
Bm
for representin' in my songs?
D
Quarantines since a child,
F#m
where did I go wrong?
Bm
Most of my childhood memories
filled with pain
all exposed to pain
F#m
Bm
And all my neighborhood role models
Were packin' scraps,
smokin' slang and dope
F#m
Bm
wonder really if I see tomorrow
That's the method when you're banged out,
D
dippin' in the Monte Carlo
F#m
Bm
Some came up in the dope,
came for quick cash
D
He used to pray every night,
knew it wouldn't last
F#m
Bm
His life was gone in a quick flash
Not just a memory to the world,
F#m
Bm
But you really can't blame him, no
D
He was just trying to provide for his family
F#m
in this shady world
Sometimes I feel
Bm
E
I hear his spirit's in the clouds
Bm
Honestly, I just thank God
D
that I'm still here to make him proud
F#m
Bm
F#m
Bm
D
I bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
D
Bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
D
I bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
Bounce, rock, roll, skate
D
F#m
Bm
Bounce, straight
from the golden state,
D
F#m
that's all they hate
Bm
Bounce, straight from the golden state,
in that drug life
D
Like Pac said it, we all knew that drug life
F#m
I remember the homie
Bm
Bunky break down and cry
Cause his brother Negro
D
got hooked on the first try
F#m
Bm
Caught him red -handed with
a needle in his vein
D
How can I stop my brother criminal
with so much pain?
Bm
it's sad but it's his choice
D
Another body bag soon, bang!
F#m
Bm
Another broke D, and it's sad
But the youngster couldn't stop
D
once he learned it from the old G's
F#m
Another victim of the cold streets
Bm
I thank God I'm still here
F#m
It's dedicated to the homies
Bm
doing time upon the tears
Doing 25 to life,
D
honestly just wasting gears
F#m
Sometimes I get letters from inside,
Honestly, I just ain't glad
F#m
Bm
D
I bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
D
Bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
D
I bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
D
Bounce, rock, roll, skate
F#m
Bm
Bounce
F#m
Bm
Straight from the dope,
D
F#m
Bm
this thang is all they hate
Straight from the dope,
D
F#m
this thang is all they hate
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