Tom: G major
Intro 1
C
D
Em
G
C
I had woke up one morning, cut
Verse 1
C
the TV on
D
And they was talking about hip -hop
Em
What hip -hop used to be
G
And how it's out of breath now
C
I'm like, damn, we in the new year
Hip -Hop's still out of breath
So while I'm in the booth,
D
you know I'm talkin' vibe
Em
And what y 'all grew up listenin' to
G
Is not what we grew up listenin' to down here,
I get angry sometimes, but I gotta cool down
D
I gotta close all the traps
and get back on my
motherfuckin' P's and Q's
G
I gotta thank the Lord two times
One is just for bein' here
C
The other every day, wakin' up,
feelin' that fresh air
ain't dead or in jail
Em
I forgot to thank my lawyer,
G
give me off them 20 years
C
It's like a full time job, like to kill niggas
Drive me, I'll put them hours in to kill niggas
I got too much to lose
Em
I got that whole Georgia on my back,
picked up a microphone
It's like my city streets,
I'm going through a zone
D
You not helping if you hatin',
need to get gone
Em
I'm like a light switch,
G
I'm trying to keep the south on
C
I put the pots down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
D
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Em
If you thought it was dead,
G
then the south was where it's at
C
I just need to put the pots
down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
D
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Em
If you thought it was dead,
G
then the south was where it's at
I gotta keep on movin'
Like some boxing gloves,
D
my lyrics keep on bruisin'
Any contender, no matter the gender
Em
G
This ain't bone thug, but no surrender
it's made for gettin' dope
Niggas, they think it's dope,
they ask me what it's gettin' for
D
They say hip -hop is dead,
why spit it like a chopper?
Em
They say, please, ain't that way,
G
why you think I'm gonna pop ya?
C
This out, you cannot stop us,
on the low, you tryna diss us
I hear you fuck niggas
every time I hit your town
D
Acting like it's all love,
when I turn this down
Em
G
Try to steal, I slam, try to steal,
C
I slam to put the pots down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
D
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Em
If you thought it was dead,
G
then the suffers were sad
C
I put the pots down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
D
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Em
If you thought it was dead,
G
then the South was way back
C
They say it's a time for war,
and a time for laugh
I want what time came,
I want what time passed
all we do is make party music
Em
We'll do this all again, this club,
C
While we drunk and zooted,
nigga, we might just lose it
You didn't know that we in the
bitch with them toolies
D
Cause you see a baller lookin' like,
like a movie
Em
G
I'm an active fool, so don't try to do
C
Cause we do the motorcycle,
don't make a tall crew
But like tall crews,
I'll miss the mission possible
D
I could be rude, grab that chopper,
knock the block off you
Em
But I'll be insensible,
G
simply tryin' to talk to you
C
Need to put the pipes down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the counters in the kitchen
D
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Em
If you thought it was dead,
G
then the suffering's worth it
C
I just need to put the pots
down for a minute
And clear all the dust
on the cobbles in the kitchen
D
I don't need a pen or a pad,
just a mic and a stack
Em
If you thought it was dead,
G
C
D
Em
then the suffering's worth it
G
C
I gotta thank the Lord two times
One just for being here,
the other every day
Wakin' up, feelin' fresh air
D
Em
G
C
G
I gotta thank the Lord two times
One just for being here,
the other everyday,
waking up, feeling fresh air
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