Tom: F minor•
Verse 1
Fm
Adim
If I gotta burn in fire
Fm
Cm
Fm
Feel the flames
Am
Fm
For my loved ones to
excel in this game
Cm
Fm
Cm
Then let it burn
Let it burn
Fm
Verse 2
Cm
As I lay me down to sleep
C
I pray to the Lord that my
Nobody weeps when a G dies
But like Maya Angelou still we rise
Mama tried to keep me home
at night
But despite her attempts
C
I hung with the macks and the pimps
Sidin' with the Rip's
Fm
Not 'cause I like blue if you like red
I did it 'cause I never did like you
And it said the good die young
C
I don't recognize myself what
Can you tell me why am
I headed for a dead end?
Why I got another dead friend?
Why they surround me-
dead men?
C
Everywhere I look right and left
Flip another page in the
Cm
book of life and death
Fm
It's comin'- I feel it
breathin' down my back
It got me runnin' Grim
Ab
Reap ain't cut tin' no slack
Fm
What can I do where can I go
C
Lord forgive me for all I did
And when my heart beats
it's last tick
Somebody sat these three
words in my casket:
Verse 3
Fm
C
me for all the wrong that I did
Fm
All of the pain that I inflicted
as a kid
On Judgement Day consider
this before you curse me
I was only a child so Lord have mercy
C
Forgive me for all the wrong that I've done
Cm
All of the pain I inflicted when I was young
Fm
On Judgement Day consider
this before you curse me
Ab
Fm
I was only a child so Lord have mercy
Verse 4
Fm
Should I die before I wake
C
Fm
Don't shed a tear Mama 'cause
I finally escaped
No more drama no more blood
sweat and tears
No more pressure from my peers
and no more fears
I rest in peace- how long will it last
Cm
C
Fore I have to an swer
for what I did in the past
Cm
Illin' - willin' and dealin'
I call it survival and you call it misanthropy
But let the record reflect
C
circumstances were suspect
Fm
But you couldn't care less- mann
While I struggle to survive
You turned your eyes- plugged your up ears
Fm
Now Ms. America sayin' we scarin' her
C
But she can give me Liberty
Cm
or Death- I'm darin' her
Fm
Either one'll set me free-
that's all I want to be
But that ain't what y'all want to see
You'd rather see me killin'
up my own in the ghetto
C
Or sellin' blow to anybody Black,
But forget that- I'm tryin'
to get my head right
Even if it mean I gotta get dead tonight
Lord have mercy forgive me
Verse 5
[chorus]
Fm
C
Fm
Forgive
C
Cm
me for the
Fm
Cm
blood that his body bled
C
Fm
And all the tears that his Mommy shed
Book says 'Thou Shalt Not Kill'
C
But I done seen more blood spilled
Fm
Than the vets on Hamburger
Hill- it's real
Post War Syndrome-
But his Mama told
me that the homie been gone
Cm
Fm
Everytime I turn around it be another
body on the ground
With fresh gunshot wounds but he
didn't hear a sound
When he came out the room
C
Fm
Nobody told him he would be dead so soon
But the gauge went boom Ms. America,
I know you got a cure for AIDS
C
Fm
Can you feel it- the tensions
Hate got me so high
C
Fm
Got my people broke lookin
for a buck to borrow
Doin it one day at a time fuck your sorrow
Fuck tomorrow I want revenge
C
I got a Beretta named Vendetta
Fm
Time to answer for your sin- man
When you meet your creator-
tell him I apologize
C
Fm
But I gotta ride Lord have
mercy forgive me...
Cm
C
[chorus]
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