Tom: A minor
Verse 1
G#m
E
Welcome.
D#m
It is I that you see.
G#m
E
Little boys an girls....
D#m
B
Revelationz.
G#m
Listen.
E
Why do the good die young,
D#m
G#m
an the bad mutha fuckas live fo ever?
E
D#m
'cause nigga, we livin on hell nigga.
B
This is hell mutha fuckas.
Verse 2
Verse 3
it's like I'm fuckin around
E
D#m
wit the wrong people
make a movie about my life
an it be a long sequel
G#m
bout people livin off free-
D#m
that's how that shit be's,
B
G#m
out here you have to grind to get g's
no Bently flippin less yo name
E
D#m
is Felix Mitchell listen
little boys an girls my mama could
B
D#m
barely pay the fuckin rentin
G#m
my daddy is surely gotta be somewhere
E
D#m
in this world pimpin
white bitches fo doe,
B
D#m
he was a jiggalo livin in women
G#m
he used to take me an my Village
D#m
he drove a BMW, they
E
G#m
nigga in the end my mama kept
E
D#m
spendin money on gin an drugs
B
I had to sleep on the fuckin rug
where the roaches was
G#m
I hung wit thugs always
E
rollin dice an pumpin gas
B
you had to store the coke,
my pops would give me cash,
E
but my mama would take it from me
D#m
if I didn't give it to her, she'd
B
D#m
beat my ass butt- naked homie
G#m
the only way I would see a movie
E
D#m
was out wit the homies
I'm always bummy, had no money,
they would pay it fo me
G#m
my daddy told me when I
D#m
that he was on the run,
B
I heard him mention somethin about Colombians
G#m
E
G#m
an I could come stay wit him if
D#m
I didn't like the way that moms treat me
I juss didn't like the way
that moms beat me
D#m
G#m
D#m
in front of my boys hit me wit objects
so I juss
G#m
got to sky the fuck up out
F#
G#m
these projects
I left behind my moms
E
an sisters so re lentless
D#m
never thought they'd get evicted
an be sleepin on benches
G#m
my pops was on some pimp shit,
E
D#m
sewin up Frisco on novero
5- 0 kicked down the door,
E
nigga straight to the pen
D#m
by the age 10, done lived wit every relative,
an friend I know
here I go again
G#m
E
livin wit my grama, then my auntie
B
where ever I go niggas would
G#m
gank me fo my bundle
swindle my check,
E
D#m
wit Section 8 an medi- cal benefits
G#m
but me I wasn't gettin shit
spend my shit on nay kids
if I don't do my thang now,
B
G#m
I never lived
E
never gone get it if you sit on yo as s
I'm on the Ave wit crack fo that ass
I love the smell of money,
E
D#m
hash an zig- zags
B
look at the back of my ass,
D#m
G#m
beat the sag, it's big cash
involved but
E
we all get caught up an sen
D#m
t to juvenille halls
B
scrape yo turf on the wall,
G#m
E
my mama abused alcohol
B
an me I'm sweepin halls to intake
my mama carried the weight ain't
E
D#m
seen my pops since '86
every year, in an outta jail fo crazy shit
G#m
D#m
G#m
so much shady shit done happened to me,
E
D#m
I can't put it behind me
God bless her soul
E
D#m
'cause she was caught up in a,
house hold fire at a rehab so we sued they
ass
G#m
this shit makin me mad
E
D#m
high ass lawyer we had Melvin Bell,
I tried to tell my sister that he'd
settlement, me 56 G's
E
D#m
my big sister 56 G's
B
D#m
G#m
my little sister 106 G's
Ripley's won't believe that for the life
E
D#m
of my mama they only gave us a
B
quarter a mill ticket to split
D#m
G#m
I can't deal wit this shit
E
D#m
I wish you was here to see me get this deal wit Chris,
an Noo- Trybe
mama you died I cried
'cause you missed
G#m
the gold an platinum plaques
E
D#m
I bet you never thought yo little
black ass son could rap
B
G#m
now I'm breakin off scratch
an burnin zags wit Sparkle
E
D#m
that's my little sister askin the Lord
why did you make her life so
awful
G#m
D#m
G#m
next thing you know my pops go
E
D#m
in '95 he died of AID's
B
it's either suicide of cry fo days
E
blowin blunts, keep away flashes
D#m
no funeral caskets, juss two vases wit ashes
G#m
D#m
G#m
I ask if, he spare my life
E
D#m
'cause all I got is my nieces,
my two sisters, an my wife
B
G#m
recite behind the mic the type
of shit that niggas like
E
D#m
fo the first time in my life I'm makin bread,
doin it right
G#m
but at night seems like I'm hunted
probably because jackmoves an licks
D#m
what goes around comes around,
B
G#m
hollow point tip rounds to my stomach
bitches
screamin at Summit
E
D#m
that's how you busta niggas want it
but I still juss get blunted in
B
D#m
big six hundreds
niggas done, done it
G#m
E
done deal nigga, been there like Dre
D#m
blowin hay in the air on the free- way
pray
B
G#m
forgive me God is what I would say
E
I gotta lot of days to count
D#m
blessed, went from claimin sets
B
D#m
wit yay up in my mouth
E
now I blow hash at half an ounce
D#m
B
smoke out to the facial blessed to be
G#m
livin on hell mutha fucka!
Verse 4
D#m
nigga.
If you ain't know, nigga.
E
D#m
Right now.
Armegeddon.
Uh.
E
D#m
This live.
Every nigga done had this shit happen to 'em,
G#m
you know what I'm sayin.
E
D#m
All my potnas, every nigga I tell that I went through,
they do, done did
D#m
G#m
E
Let's do it, juss salute niggas.
D#m
Juss do our thang, fuck everybody,
F#
G#m
let's ride this shit.
E
D#m
Do yo t hang blaze, get shermed out all that shit,
whatever.
B
G#m
Mushrooms an shit, Xtacy's an all that shit,
E
D#m
let's get high an juss
reminise about all that dangerous
B
D#m
G#m
shit we done went through.
An ask yoself...."why the fuck
D#m
'cause this is hell nigga.
B
F#
G#m
An the good die early,
D#m
an the mutha fuckin bad stay fo ever, 'cause yo ass
D#m
'cause you a bad mutha fucka like me.
B
G#m
Done deal, uh, uh.
(livin in hell,
E
D#m
dead mutha fuckas, uh)
(livin in hell, dead niggas dwell,
E
D#m
B
this Earthel is hell mutha fucka.
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