Tom: D minor•
Intro 1
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Gm
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Verse 1
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Sometimes, sometimes you just know,
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F
Dm
you just know, that's all
Verse 2
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I can feel it comin' in the air to night,
Gm
Dm
F
Dm
C
hold on
Dm
C
Dm
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life,
Gm
Dm
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hold on, hold
Dm
on
Verse 3
The best of y'all niggas remind
me of myself when I was younger
C
When it was hunger that stopped
Dm
the nigga from goin' under
Dm
why I pat you on your head, smile
F
C
Look in your eyes and thank
Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you
an I hope you can take it
C
Gotta leave you in the desert,
and I hope that you make it
Gm
Gotta put you on your ass
Dm
to see what it does to you
F
When you stand up an see that I'm just
Other niggas would put a slug through you,
over your heads
C
Cats I fucked with are real, but hey,
Dm
C
those are your friends
Gm
Its just what you got comin' some
did you ask for more?
Dm
Shut the casket door, this one here,
it is done
C
And thought you was a killer,
Dm
you swore you'd never run
Gm
Nigga died with his gun still
It's comin' in the air?
Dm
Yeah its get ting' closer
Verse 4
Am
C
I can feel it com in' in the air tonight,
Gm
Dm
F
hold
C
Dm
Gm
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life,
Dm
F
hold on, hold on
Verse 5
life through many shades
of grays and blacks
C
I could take that an him 'em with
the blazin' tracks
Gm
When I make that you fake cats
F
Takes an other dog to be able
Dm
to hear my silent screams
The devil got a hold on me
and he won't let go
I can feel the lord pullin' but
he movin' dead slow
Gm
Let 'em know that amidst
F
Some of us may do the winnin'
But we all do the losin' its
Dm
just who does the choosin'
Easy goin', up or down what
Dm
Just that you a fuckin' clown
Gm
Bitch seen through the bullshit,
down you really don't want it
Dm
I would of traded the chance of bein'
the child with a father
C
Movin' talent an d bein' able to
survive when it's harder
Dm
Gm
Dm
My balance on the high beams of life,
keep my dreams in strife
Dm
motherfuckin' streets at night
Come on!
Verse 6
Am
C
Dm
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight,
Gm
Dm
F
hold
C
Dm
Gm
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life,
Dm
F
hold on, hold on
Verse 7
of shit that I let slide,
'cause its outta my hands
Dm
but its not in my plans
Gm
Dm
And a lot of my mans is not
seein' through the fog
C
Families by the truckload,
Dm
feedin' them to the morgue
The growlin', and prowlin'
F
That means you gonna need more love
Dm
F
Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up
Dm
Talkin' out the side of your mouth
Is what's gonna let niggas know,
C
why you bad in your house
Gm
When they lied to your spouse,
Dm
told her it was suicide,
F
But you an I both know the truth, fool
would never die
Dm
Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog,
but be prepared, for the mob
'Cause you dead up in the fog,
C
Dm
an that's your head by the log
Gm
I can smell it in the air,
Dm
I can tell when its there
F
This is hell an we both here
Dm
Can you feel it? Tell me yeah
Verse 8
Am
Dm
C
Dm
I can feel it comin' in the air to night,
Gm
Dm
F
hold on
Dm
Gm
Dm
C
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on,
Dm
C
hold on
Outro 1
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