Key: A minor•
Verse 1
Dm
Am
and it won't hurt no more
Dm
But the only thing I really seem to understand,
is murda mo'
Too many casualties around here,
preacher can you save me, save me
Verse 2
But now I can't help to think that it ain't
thinking about running over to play
Cross my wrist, every last drop till I faint
pulling smith for the thangs that I never did
Trying to get rid of all the
animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids,
And why do everybody
want to see a nigga fall
So when I'm stressed out,
who the fuck can I call
'Cause everyday,
everybody around me
Trying to clown me,
so I got afraid and I got buzzed
aggravation
Kept a nigga confused
and straight crying
Dying, from sweet sticks in line
Trying to wonder why do Jesus
To a nigga that's steady
being on his knees
And I'm begging you please,
right about now I'm to the point
Somebody better take this
infrared away
and I got a piece of chrome
And I want to you to come
The monster that you've created,
Verse 3
But it drowns out the vision of my casket
The way I move my hands in ways,
Preacher can you save me, save me
Verse 4
Am
Could it be the invisible, individual nigga
That got to get more bigger
quarter I got bigger
Motherfucking bombs mo'
Shoots gun missiles,
dropping a bomb
Chucking hand grenades,
When I be sleeping on the same bench,
Am
Dm
for nine days
Here it goes, my click back gotta roll
A twenty four fists apposed to those
They acting like nothing
but bitches and hoes
all a nigga wanted was the good life
Dm
Live in upper class, laying back on my ass
With a maid and a butler
Sipping on a ice cold glass
to start in the deuce
Better think,
many murders would of been avoided
But they can't kill me,
cause I don't give a fuck
'cause I don't give a damn no mo'
You ain't dealing with the same
motherfucker from three years ago
knocking a patch out your hair
But it quickly, from a damn breaking,
Look at what civilization done made me
I am the man with the gun
That admitted never to miss,
When it be busting,
a lot of you gonna be rushing
'Cause a nigga war like this
a dream of advanced
Dm
To the top, but I got a gun in your mouth
should of
Respected a nigga when you
had a chance
Haters, been making me into a punk
trying to figure me weak
And a whole of cops,
and a whole lot of blood stained
Sheets, drunk a lot of beers,
shed a bunch of tears
When I reminisce on them years,
Living the life that I wanted to live
It's gonna be hard for the other
'Cause they dying, hey mama
I want my Tunker toys right now
I don't want to have to kill again
Look at the the album cover
Outro 1
That's what you did to me
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TunerE A D G B E
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