Bedtime Story chords by Az
Verse 1
C
Amar, Amar, c'mon
(Yeah Dad, what?)
Hope you did your homework
already
(I did that already,
c'mon Dad)
Nah, it's time to go to
(C'mon listen)
What happened?
Em
C
Em
(I was at school today I said AZ's my daddy,
C
Em
they said, "Jay- Z? Nas?")
What, what?
C
(Tell me the story again?)
Okay, okay
Aight, this is how it went down,
Em
here we go
Verse 2
Bb
We talkin' a few years before
Dm
you even appeared
C
I was into my little gear
D
Yeah, weed and my beer
Dm
Hustlin' out of fear,
C
fear of bein' a square
Like them cowards with no gear
D#
Bb
They just breathin' the air
C
Dm
Son, clear, but didn't realize
Gm
C
life ain't fair
With one drive- by,
it could end your life right there
D
Though I'm a fly guy, from then,
Gm
C
tied my Nikes, like chea
Fuck the world we can fight right here,
I don't scare
Bb
Dm
C
From beer, no more nightmares here,
not a tear
I was straighter than the white
man's hair
D
C
Met Nasir, had that hype that year
Like a kite, threw me a mic
I took flight right there, chea
D
C
Rap wise I was nice I swear
Went fool with the jewels, even iced my ears
D
Dm
New school, I was cool,
C
wore righteous wears
Bb
Dm
C
But from the door they didn't like that there,
I ain't care
As long as I left the china white right there
And understood that you could change
a life through prayer
D
But it's all good,
C
police even politely stared
It was unreal,
but still now it feels slightly weird
D
I was spared, gave love,
C
taught my peers
Though it was rough, never gave up,
fought my fears
D
Now it's like "what?"
C
I'm G'ed up, awesome glare
D
C
Entertainer from the streets
with a sportsman's flair
Verse 3
Em
There, that's good enough for you?
(Dad, Dad,
C
what's "G'ed up?")
Listen man, don't worry about that now,
just go to sleep
Em
(Okay, okay)
Am
C
I'll tell you that later on but you
know what?
(What, what what?)
I got one more quick story to
tell you
Em
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
C
Maybe you could take this story,
and tell your friends at school this one:
Em
C
Here we go! Out
Verse 4
the gate,
Bb
C
he who hate himself ain't straight
D
He a snake,
he the type who send himself upstate
D
Catch a case for a plate
C
He ain't have to take, he coulda
D
C
Played it safe, said his grace and ate
But it's fate,
D
Dm
when a person makes certain mistakes
C
What a waste, how the world
Bedtime Story
AZ
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