Trees (Vocal) chords by Odin

SimplifiedAm · C · G# · B · Cm

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Verse 1
Am 
C 
Am 
C 
Nev
Am 
er will I
be without my trees
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be enemies
Never will I be without my trees
G# 
Am 
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be enemies
Check it, I'm about to wreck it
C 
Am 
Who's slandering all of this?
B 
Rumors about the oldest
Am 
Totally ludicrous
I'm true to this, not new to this
Who has the gift to uplift
C 
your cranium?
B 
Who's considered a brother
Am 
that's a run phenomenon?
I'll tell you who, it's that dude
C 
B 
With pretty face and I won't hesitate
Am 
To  set your ass straight
I wait, I stop, look and listen
C 
I strike you like a panther,
Am 
check out my grammar
Can't compete against his stamina,
god damn
C 
Hold that motherfuckin' molaire
Am 
Can't  control me,
don't try to console me
I'm nasty and mean, I chew constantina
B 
Am 
Wild, I piss napalm
To set your ass on fire
Just for the desire from 200 yards
B 
Am 
I  kill a flea, don't test me
I'm the baddest in this industry,
I float naturally, another catastrophe
I'm nothing like
Casper, I'd rather not be friendly
Fuck with me,
C 
I'll see your ass in hell, or in jail
B 
Am 
Or on the corner trying to make a sale
Or I'll come to your job and steal
Robbie
B 
Am 
For all your trees, for all your trees, nigga
Give him up, nigga
Never will I be without my trees
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be alien
Never will I be without my trees
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be alien
Never will I be without my trees,
never will my trees be without me
We need not to be ill at ease
Never will I be without my trees,
never will my trees be without me
We need not to be ill at ease
Lyrically inclined,
I stunned the mind with my gift around
My master of my craft and I'm
finally the epitome
Of this industry, it took me 13 thangs
To do this thang
Got my stamp of approval
on my vocal chords
B 
Am 
Got rhyme stored, ready to set my war
I step into decipher with a spliff,
then I go like this
C 
B 
Am 
take a twist, take a sip,
and lick my lips and pass the 40 around
Don't break this cipher,
pass the 40 around
Bout to get much liver,
take me as a gangster
Go for what you know,
we can go toe for toe
C 
Am 
Yeah I fuck your hoe, oh no
You wanna hear that, did you nigga?
C 
Am 
Cause I will slam all up in her
Thousands of my babies
running down her throat
B 
Damn near choke, can't cope
Am 
My  babies trying to reach the ovaries
You shoulda seen your lady,
C 
now she's my trick
Am 
My bitch, sucking on my dick
Think I give a shit about your feelings,
C 
nigga, fuck ya
Cm 
Am 
I want all your trees, nigga
Never would I be without my trees
Never let my trees be without me
We did not two be in it
Never would I be without my trees
Never let my trees be without me
We did not two be in it
Never would I be without my trees
C 
Am 
Never let my trees be without me
We did not two be in it
Never would I be without my trees
Never let my trees be without me
We did not two be in it
C 
Bloodshot eyes, I'm barely focusing
Am 
I inhale the
L that keeps me chokin'
C 
Rhymes like butter, parquet, I don't think
B 
that way
Am 
How bout a par -tay and let's parley,
parley,
parley I've been led astray,
C 
bamboozled, hoodwinked
Am 
Hold on, hold on, craze, let me think
Who bought the last sack
from the crap game
last played?
And who took the roaches
from the ashtray
And who rolled the last blunt
from the pack?
Yo, oh, it's that nigga over
in the black hat
Who that?
Motherfucker better have my weed
C 
G# 
Am 
My precious trees, my precious trees
C 
Am 
It's about to be another fucking homicide another brother's
B 
Am 
got to die for fucking around with the lot if I can't get high
Nobody else ain't
C 
gonna motherfucking get high
Am 
You know what saying?
Never will I be without my trees
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be enemies
Never will I be without my trees
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be enemies
Never will I be without my trees
Never will my trees be without me
We need not to be enemies
Never will I be without my trees,
never will my trees be without me
We need not to be enemies
C 
Yeah, yeah
Am 
C 
And you don't stop
You keep on
Puffin' the
Am 
L's, y 'all
Look at all them mad blunt smugglers
out there, you know what sayin'?
Old dog for the nine -five pounds, let's keep it alive,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Stay high, fool