Tom: C# minor•
Intro 1
So, you tell me that everything
just isn't going well
Verse 1
Well, first off
C#m
My only problem is death
I ain't showin' no religion respect
G#m
Brain damage, therapy's
the only thing I regret
Em
Talking to me is like a fucking body
missin' a neck
Cm
I ain't pop off my top off
Life is a bitch and my cock's soft,
My hands tremble, my finger slipped,
Her life is fucked, she's sad now,
Chorus 1
her son is dead
C#m
Cm
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
G#m
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
Em
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams,
C#m
that's how death seems
Cm
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
G#m
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
Em
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams,
Verse 2
that's how death seems
C#m
When I was younger, I would smile a lot
Cm
I'm gettin' older, gettin' bolder, but a wiser top
G#m
Now I'm drunk drivin',
lap's full of Budweiser tops
Em
Life is a movie and you're just a prop
They begged me to stop,
C#m
but I listen like deaf drums
Love? I don't get none,
Cm
that's why I'm so hostile to the kids
My father called me to tell me he loved me
Em
I'd have a better chance
of gettin' Taylor Swift to fuck me
C#m
Annoying and I'm ugly,
most niggas wanna punch me
Cm
I'm surprised the fucking doctor
even touched me
G#m
Feel like Humpty, you hoping that I'll fall?
Fuck y'all
Em
I'm Ace, I'm parentless, odd, kinda arrogant
offend people for the hell of it
Cm
Because I am the devil, fucker,
get on my level
G#m
Doughnuts and keys and kick-flips,
My life is Ms. Mon-unique Parker,
Gm
Am
but a lil' darker
F#m
Gm
I'll see you in a couple,
Am
F#m
Gm
O. F
Am
F#m
Gm
Am
F#m
Chorus 2
C#m
Cm
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
G#m
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
Em
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams,
C#m
that's how death seems
Cm
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
G#m
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
Em
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams,
Interlude 1
that's how death seems
Tyler, here's some water, man
You, you seem a little tense
Verse 3
How's, uh, how's Thebe?
C#m
All because a nigga
just don't give a fuck
Cm
Parents wanna blame me
all because their kid is fucking up
G#m
But fuck that, you're a shitty parent,
face it, suck it up
Em
That's what you should've did
C#m
before that nigga bust, huh
Feel like I missed my lil' brother growin' up
Cm
Feel like my lil' brother
missed his brother growin' up
G#m
But this is Golf Wang,
like he missed his family growin' up
C#m
since the last time you seen me, bruh
Cm
Now I'm emo, so fuck it, I'm pourin' up
But I never had a drink
(Sydney, Tyler's throwin' up!)
G#m
My nigga Jasper said
if I drink and get drunk enough
Em
I won't feel the feelings
C#m
I be feelin' when I'm sobered up
But that's a fucking lie,
why would he say that?
Cm
I'm as emotionally straight as Travis when he...
Don't look at me, I'm 6'5", about to fucking cry
C#m
but this is Golf Wang, do or die
I finally had a family
Cm
Domo's in another state,
and where the fuck is Riley?
G#m
Now you niggas wanna be nice
because the labels wanna sign me
Em
But before the co-signing
and you fuckers couldn't find me?
C#m
Fuck that! I hope you die in a fiery death
Cm
One ear I got kids screaming,
"O.F. is the best"
G#m
The other ear I got Tron Cat,
Em
asking where the bullets and the bombs at
C#m
So I can kill these levels of stress, shit
They say that I'm shock value
Cm
How about you hop off cock
G#m
and turn volume down?
Em
I haven't got around to tellin' my mom shit
(Why?)
'Cause I don't know how to (Whoa)
C#m
All I want is her support,
but no, it's the fights at home
Cm
When mommy cusses out cousin,
some knifes get shown
G#m
Now she's really fuckin' pissed,
so the knives get thrown
Em
And hit her in her fucking neck,
now her throat's all gone
Gm
Looking like a fucking monster
Am
F#m
from the Twilight Zone
Gm
Am
Then they wonder why I stay at Travis' pad
Am
F#m
full of plastic-wrapped black tees
Gm
Am
F#m
And deoroant like his house is my home
I could live with the same hat
And the same flat-screen
TV watchin' Flapjack
And the same bacon and waffles
on a nice Saturday
Where I skate
with the same fucking friends at
C#m
Didn't give a fuck about fame or a name, oh
"Message from The GZA,
oh, another one from Plain Pat"
Email full of emails, I never write back
Ain't kill myself yet,
Chorus 3
and I already want my life back
C#m
Cm
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
G#m
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
Em
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day dreams,
Verse 4
that's how death seems
C#m
One shot, two shots, one gun, two cops
Cm
I'm goin' in flu shots,
G#m
couldn't kill me with two top rockers
You're on the side of faggots
and cock blockers
Em
I'm on the side of bad-ass kids
and the top notches
Gm
Am
F#m
Gm
I'm Barney, dinosaur Harley of a human
Am
'Cause I'm 'shrooming with the bangers
Gm
You niggas can't harm me
Am
'cause y'all know that
F#m
Gm
We at the fuckin' Dirty like it's laundry
Outro 1
Nigga, get off me
Cm
Fuck off me, man, fuck
(What's, what's gotten into you?)
G#m
I don't, I don't know,
it's, it's like I'm a different person at times
Em
Sometimes I'm fucking mad,
sometimes I'm not
(Yeah, you)
C#m
It's like I got a fucking voice in my head
Cm
Tellin' me to do all this fucked up shit, man
G#m
(Yeah, what's, what's what's this?)
I don't fucking know, man
Em
(What's this person named then, Tyler, huh?)
He tells me to do this shit,
that I don't wanna fucking do
(What's his name?)
Tron Cat
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