Cured? chords by OthaSoul

SimplifiedEm · Baug · G · Asus4 · Bm …

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Em
Baug
G
Asus4
Bm
C

Verse 1
Em 
Baug 
Em 
G 
Asus4 
Bm 
I'm      chillin'
my chaps back here
I've got my women back here
My other soul group is non -fear
C 
Bm 
C 
Bm 
Don't shed a tear
Em 
We go from here to there
G 
and there back to here
Bm 
As we're wallowing the sound
of the swallowing the deer
The nature hurts,
cause we're taught that way
C 
Bm 
I feel comfort in the concrete
and the news today
Hoping the lady died peroxide,
I'm watching them
It's like the carbon
monoxide's my oxygen
Em 
I'm going back to my original ways
G 
Step pay to the grave,
Bm 
you either lay in the cot or the hay
C 
Bm 
They say it's common for legends
to dabble in yay
Gotta let them take the throne
or waste their life away
May only be 15 minutes of fame
See for that I'll pretend
C 
Bm 
you got the ability to make it rain
Em 
On my bed I write a verse,
I confide in my four walls
G 
Could be dead from the graces
Bm 
that I've gained from my shortfalls
Feels like I'm in a court hall
Nerving for the event, I need to repent
G 
Cause it's the money in your pocket,
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G 
Bm 
not the money you spent
G 
Cause it's the money in your pocket,
not the money you spent
Em 
You can't quit life,
but man I've never been this poor
G 
Bm 
Money pulling out my hands faster
than I can grab it from the floor
We play, talk to save, follow the order
C 
Betting down no data,
Bm 
allow them to take our war cards
Record up till it all makes sense
We ammunition for thinking
they barbed wire on the picket fence
Em 
The hollow bottom of the street
is so close, it's frightening
Bm 
But the man who tries silence,
the thunder gets hit by lightning
See I knew you never had the heart
to stive for my writing
C 
Bm 
So to the callousness
of my fingers whimper
Like my ancestors picking plantations
of cotton until they injured
Em 
Just think,
we've been slaving this for years
G 
Bm 
Most now slave to the chains
but I'm a slave to my ears
You hear, shit is a hassle,
family portraits up on the mantel
Why does becoming a man make you
Em 
wish you weren't an adult?
Bm 
Em 
Hate defeatin' that I can't represent
So put my eye to the sky and curse
G 
Bm 
C 
I ain't heaven sent
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C 
Bm 
C 
Bm 
Em 
Bm 
You