Key: A minor
Verse 1
They left me here, to die or grow
F
Am
All I owned was hangin' on my back
And Lord knows, how I learnt
You're dirty and you're filthy
Tobacco Road
Gonna get me some
dynamite and a crane
I'm gonna blow it up
Lord knows gonna start all over again"
Verse 2
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Am
F
The world is the place
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Am
F
Am
The beauty of life is mine today
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Am
They cannot take my mind away
Verse 3
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Am
it's mathematical
I choose the M1, because
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F
it's practical
Nothin was changed, we ain't protected
Am
F
No names, it's all factual
Am
F
Am
They push the wrong buttons,
F
Am
count down to detonate
Brooklyn blown away and the
Am
F
Am
This is what we learn in the streets,
Am
F
Believe in none of what you hear
Verse 4
smoke crack
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B
I seen a lot of shit in twenty-
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B
It's like a tour of duty
E
F
When your heart is turning ice cold
to blistering winds
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Am
My mother keep her eyes closed,
she say she prayin'
Am
B
Am
When she speak of Jesus, I ignore it
But when it's practical, I'm all for it
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Am
You got to think like a soldier
F
Am
I'm training myself to snatch
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Am
pistols out of holsters
B
Am
F
Discipline keep the mind focused
This whole world is a corn field, son
Verse 5
Don't let 'em get in your head,
they try to probe you
Figure your thoughts so they
can try and control you
It's psychology boy,
Am
now what the fuck that make you want to do?
Don't let 'em get in your head,
F
Am
they try to probe you
F
Am
Figure your thoughts so they
can try and control you
F
B
F
control your whole crew
Am
B
It's psychology boy,
F
Am
now what the fuck that make you want to do?
Verse 6
with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
B
F
give me a sign
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F
I got your back if you got mine
Am
Dm
F
My enemy's enemy is my man
Am
One dreadlock is stronger than one strand
while the crackers got the upper hand
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Am
F
My comrades stand on lands stolen
B
Am
Every tooth a golden opportunity
Am
F
Am
hostage?
10% ransom,
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Am
F
Am
costing us time we lost and some
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Am
What we do to live is insane
B
Am
Holdin' the weed,
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F
Just like crack, you know it all boils down
Am
F
Am
To the dollars- and- cents of it
F
Am
B
Niggas commence to get rents to
F
Am
the black germ is loose
F
Am
When will they learn?
Verse 7
Psychology
reefer in the halls
No respect for their laws
Am
F
man against machinery
Am
B
Am
The tree bark fatigues help me
Life is a series of serious choices
Theories is formed from experience,
never mysterious forces
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B
F
can lead to failure
B
F
Too much of anything is a trap
My mind snap
Guerrilla warfare for two grand
Am
F
B
F
man (poor man)
Am
F
B
They say karate means 'empty hands'
F
Am
So then it's perfect for the poor man
Verse 8
they try to probe you
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B
control your whole crew
It's psychology boy,
F
Am
now what the fuck that make you want to do?
they try to probe you
Am
F
Figure your thoughts so they
B
F
can try and control you
Am
B
control your whole crew
It's psychology boy,
Am
F
Am
now what the fuck that make you want to do?
Verse 9
F
Am
F
Am
Then we won't survive
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Am
F
If we don't realize
B
Am
We are sure to die
F
(psychology)
Verse 10
of pyramids and pistols
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Am
And glimmering gold teeth that
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F
shine like crystals
B
G
The mind is like a jewel, son
Wisdom is a tool, you get blasted
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F
pyramids and pistols
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F
An d glimmering gold teeth
Wisdom is a tool,
Interlude 1
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Verse 11
F
Am
No- one is promised tomorrow
Free your mind
F
Am
And the rest will follow
Seize the time
No- one is promised tomorrow
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