Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
Eb
Dm
Yeah
F
What up son? I heard they got
you on the run for a body
Cm
Dm
Now it's time to stash
F
They probably got the phones
tapped so I won't speak long
Cm
Give me a hot second and
Dm
Gm
I'ma put you on
Em
F
It's all messed up,
somebody snitchin' on the crew
Cm
And word is on the street is they
Dm
Gm
got pictures of you
F
Homicide came to the crib last night,
6 deep
Cm
Askin' all your whereabouts,
Dm
Gm
I'm way too sleep
They said they just wanna question you
Cm
they once they catch you
Dm
Gm
All they do is just ar rest
you, then arraign you
F
Hang you, I don't think so
Cm
It's a good thing you bounced
F
I checked to see how you doin'
Cm
Dm
I know you need loot, so I sen t it to
Western
Union
Gm
They probably knocked down the
F
door in the middle of the night
Cm
Dm
Sometimes around four
Gm
F
Hoping to find who they looking for
But they won't succeed
All they gonna find is mad
you got the projects hotter than hell
Harder for brothers to
Dm
Eb
get they thug on
Dm
But oh well, son they know too much
Oh you heard who did what?
Dm
No I don't know who did shit
And I know I'm not going crazy
Cm
Dm
From windows I see lights flashing
Em
F
And maybe somebody's taking pictures
Cm
You know who that be, police lovers,
Dm
and neighborhood snitches
Gm
F
They put up a
T -square, everybody pointin' fingers
Cm
Dm
And lyin', and yo son,
Gm
the temperature's risin'
Cm
Dm
Gm
The temperature's risin'
Cm
Dm
Gm
The temperature's risin'
Bb
The temperature's risin'
F
Cm
Dm
Gm
The temperature's risin'
Cm
Dm
the temperature rises
F
Hold your head wherever you at
Cm
On the floor from the cops with
Dm
Gm
wings on your back
police your location
Cm
Would chop his body up at six
Dm
Gm
degrees of separation
Killer, listen, shit ain't the same
Fm
Cm
Phony niggas walk around
F
when you was at home it was pale
Cm
That's why they wanna see
Dm
Gm
you either dead or in jail
F
By the time you hear this rhyme
you probably be locked up
Cm
Tried to hide somewhere alone,
Dm
Gm
the lines of plans slipped out
F
Got caught up in a crime that
you can't take back
Cm
Reminiscing how I used to pick
Dm
Gm
you up in an act
F
Years ago when we was younger,
seemed the hood took us under very deep
Cm
Dm
Wondering who snitching got
Gm
F
me losing lots of sleep at night
You know my mouth is tight,
Cm
I never sang to the cops
Dm
Cause that shit ain't right
F
Sometimes I stroll past the scene
Gm
F
of the crime and backtrack
Cm
Damn, why the situation
Dm
Gm
go down like that?
F
It'll be a long time before
F
Cm
And a couple of years before
Dm
maintain and keep your story the same
F
Cm
The cops is grabbin' wrong niggas,
Dm
Gm
lookin' for someone to blame
strugglin' to find the truth
There's a chance the case'll
Cm
Dm
get thrown out
Gm
Cause they ain't got no
proof to say you guilty
F
If fingerprints filthy, deliver
Dm
Gm
I tie it to a brick and throw it in the river
F
Make sure it sinks to the bottom
Cm
Dm
My smart police stuck you out the projects,
we got em'
Gm
But still
Cm
Dm
Gm
it's not surprising
Gm
F
Cm
Dm
Gm
it's not surprising
Bb
Fm
Cm
Gm
it's not surprising
F
Cm
Dm
Timothy's rising, it's not surprising
Gm
F
Timothy's rising,
Cm
Dm
Gm
it's not surprising
Fm
Dm
Gm
Oh, it's rising
F
Rising
Cm
Dm
Rising
Gm
F
Timothy's rising
Cm
Dm
Gm
We know that he's rising
Bb
F
Rising
Cm
Dm
Gm
F
Rising
Gm
Cm
Rising
Dm
Rising
Interlude 1
Dm
Bb
Cm
Dm
Gm
Bb
Fm
Cm
Dm
Gm
F
Fm
Cm
Dm
Gm
F
Bb
Oh,
Verse 2
F
Cm
Dm
Gm
oh,
oh,
Fm
Cm
Dm
Gm
Bb
oh,
F
Fm
Cm
oh,
Dm
Gm
F
Risin' to the top,
F
Cm
Dm
risin', risin'
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