Milk And Eggs chords by Acumen
Verse 1
D
Gm
Yeah!
D
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Gm
Yeah, okay, yeah, that'll do
D
Look, I watched as my parents'
dreams got foreclosed
Gm
Thought of my parents'
career foreclosed
D
Crazy to be a teen,
Bb
more ashamed to be seen in your jeans
Than to think they were
F
auctioning your home
D
And that's why they call it a war, oh, oh
Gm
And that's why our wallets
are all closed
D
When you think of all those orphans,
no water and no home
Bb
Ain't even got a quarter for
F
D
chalk to draw those
Gm
Shit, and the award goes to ya
I'm happy for you, I'mma let you finish
D
I got a problem with no tailor,
can you help me fit in?
Bb
F
300 for a pair, just take a selfie in it
D
Few thousand followers
to share in our unhealthy visions
Gm
Look around, can you compare
to our wealth and privilege?
D
Gm
It's a conscious rap, un conscious rap
D
Bb
Gm
It's a conscious rap,
it's a conscious rap
D
Yeah, Pius and Pompous,
high in the tosses
Gm
Find me some causes and
I'll rhyme about that
D
Right and wrong, can't iron them flat
Bb
F
Writing a song, can't fire a mat
D
Got one eye in the sparrow
plus an eye in the bat
Gm
Gotta find a third eye for the track
D
Picture me winning the Grammy
Providing for my family and
Bb
then apologizing
F
Cause I ain't black, well,
D
nah -ah -ah, I ain't back
Gm
Though I get L's more with less sales,
rewind it back
D
The more L's, get sales,
Gm
style the track
F
D
For the majority, you buy it like crack
From a song's the only sure
way to fire a Mac
Gm
Alright, maybe that was out of order
D
Good, cause I'm out of quarters
And awards are just a game
Bb
you play with credit
D
F
So today I pay with credit
D
Cause my babies need it, feed it,
Gm
and we had a formula
know how babies need formulas
D
I mean weed hoes and some alcoholic buzz
Bb
Or deep flows on how those
F
D
are wrong for us
It's a need for those who long to trust
Gm
Anyone who keeps on knowing
that they're all in us
D
These vices, vices, nieces, vices
Bb
F
We all want a peace till we mice in vice grips
D
We all want peace but we fight for rights
Gm
Is it black or white when justice calls
D
Who judges us all, she
adjusts her balls
Bb
F
This her man -for -dite to a bus we call
D
But she tips the scale
when the love is gone
Gm
When the love is gone, the love is gone
D
Till you find it above, below, beyond
Bb
You know, you find it above,
F
below, beyond
Gm
Okay, so science dropped
the atom bomb
D
Religion dropped that atom bomb
Gm
You see what happens
when we're reliant on an atom's bomb?
D
Find it above, below, beyond
Bb
F
I mean, you find it above, below, beyond
D
See I was eight up in that section,
eight and I should mention
Gm
D
Never felt ashamed putting change
Gm
in that collection
D
Played that with hate
when they claimed and that attention
Bb
Made it so he refrained from
F
praying in any frame
D
That was built with the intention
to guilt and place blame
Gm
To sit still and not face change
D
I'm saying if this will is free,
Gm
how can we make change
Bb
F
To pay a bill made out in our name
D
What a shame, what a shame
What a shame, what a shame
Gm
We all messed up and got
no one to blame
I mean, we all dressed up
D
and got nowhere to claim
Bb
I say, a human is a human,
F
ain't a human the king?
D
Now, now who can blame me
for my reasons, reasons?
Gm
I get so angry, I'm seething, seething
D
Funny, they wanna hang me
for the things I believe in
Bb
Well, it's the only thing
restraining me
D
from kicking they teeth
And they say my music's too shameless
Gm
Must be the text, this drive is too aimless
D
Plus when you text and drive
it's too dangerous
Bb
Must we conceptualize my tools
F
till it's lines are too Danish?
D
And we argue till we all blue in our faces
Gm
Till we all the same hue
and we viewed as racist
D
I said raceless, not racist
Face it, look
I wanted to be black thought,
but I got a white face
Gm
Tell me can you have black thoughts
with a white face?
D
I was brought up on this music
Bb
Taught by its influence so much
F
I never thought it wasn't my place
Gm
You wanna know my race?
D
Well, it's against time
Gm
Runnin' rhymes with the hopes
that you might chase
D
I had high hopes in 9th grade
I was readin' Malcolm
Bb
to some irate white face
F
Know -it -alls came
D
poundin' on my thesis
With a how come?
Gm
Sorta cracked my glass bubble
Like they did with brass knuckles
D
And I lost two teeth in the outcome
Bb
F
But I was a subject of public housing
D
Growin' up on public enemy albums
Gm
D
And I never feared a black planet, damn it
All my heroes were black,
but it appears all my heroes could rap
Bb
Man, it's a mind twist
F
Gm
trying to define this obsession
D
With the eyes to blind its owner,
Gm
that's why I rhyme with I
Cause I'm a loner,
D
but when it comes to the eyes,
guess I'm a donor
Bb
F
I mean, look,
D
I got a blue -eyed mama,
her brown skin pops
Gm
Got blue on my collar turning brown
D
when it's hot and it's hot
And it's felt on the days
Gm
my credit card's denied
for this milk and eggs
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