Key: F# minor
Intro 1
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B
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Verse 1
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all the
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and punishment from the heart for the love of it,
that's motivated by all their partners
who stuck with them
and all the fatherless troubles
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It's for the hustlers scabbing off
of the government wan
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dering in the street
that he makes his beats on
and no one's heard
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E
It's for the bony bird spinning spoken word blowing
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through on phony fur rocking headphones
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that only work in one side
B
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working like he's done by
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E
Hard, it's for the sheila with the bong eye
E
G#m
Real, it's for the has -beens
that had dreams,
the drop -outs and drag queens
E
G#m
It's for the lost kid pic,
the first picked on,
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the one they laugh at,
the opposite from a sitcom
that no one ever sat with
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rat back scabby
and noodles out the packet
Taggers cutting locks,
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E
Fuck the cops and the rugby jogs
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D#
Within anyone that's ever
on the attendance list
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E
It's for every kid that ever saw
E
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F#
This one goes out
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This one goes out, this one goes out,
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B
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to you
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B
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C#m
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E
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This for the open arms,
the prisoners holding bars
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fostering the stolen cars
for their broken hearts
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Rolling grass while they watch
B
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Choke their charms,
for the stoneless lives
E
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That we shared over nights
Full blast on my arms,
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B
sitting in my bro's garage
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Going halves on the cars,
making moments last
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Wishing we could hold the past
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B
frozen like it's golden stars
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E
For the days gone,
the days may fawn
with blue Puma slates on
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On the new Street Fighter
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with the double fireball
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B
It's for the change that I spend
And the pocket money
E
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It's for the rap fanatics,
Racket stacks of classic racks
tagging backwards
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to the back of paddy wagons
This for when I wrapped the
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B
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That magic I felt when I sat in my bomb
dirt I did
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B
I turned to the best verse I spit
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E
For the world turning as we all
turn to shit
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Predetermined,
no returner to it, no alternative
I'm servin' with
Because
From a secret to
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This is dedicated to you
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From a secret to you
E
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This is dedicated to you
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B
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who think it's up you
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Outro 1
You
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