Verse
C#m G#m C#m
I'm a product of properly hoppin' up out of that poverty
C#m G#m C#m
Profitin' all for coppin' and swappin' that property out for a possible monopoly
C#m G#m
Try not to adopt my father's old philosophies
C#m G#m
Same time I'm prayin' to God that everything works out at his colonoscopy
C#m G#m
I'm walkin' across a suicidal tightrope intentionally
C#m G#m
While the demons comin' out of me
C#m G#m
Wifey's on the side of me talkin' sense into me
C#m G#m
Without she, I feel incomplete mentally, she's been sent to me
C#m G#m
Right there since '96, worse nightmare to side chicks, some things are just meant to be
C#m G#m
Deal with life
C#m G#m
This it for me, give my daughters a kiss for me
C#m G#m
Y'all call this fame, I call this shit alcoholistic infamy
C#m G#m
Targettin' my kids and babies through population and gun control
C#m G#m
Shit make me wanna make a hunnid more
C#m G#m
Make a bigot racist uncomfortable
C#m G#m
If y'all against talk and reparation then I'm not against the thought of separation
C#m G#m
While the politicians that are white and privileged ask how is this different from segregation,
that's funny bro
C#m G#m
The segregation is bein' told where I'm gonna go
C#m G#m
Separation is bein' woke and goin' wherever I wanna go
[Chorus]
C#m G#m C#m
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
C#m G#m C#m
All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the urn
C#m G#m C#m
You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
C#m G#m C#m
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
C#m G#m C#m
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
C#m G#m C#m
All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the urn
C#m G#m C#m
You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
C#m G#m C#m
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
[Verse 2]
C#m G#m
Never sold dope, from the gold rope
C#m G#m
Wanted one though, they were so dope (Yeah)
C#m G#m
Was a have-not (Yeah) 'cause my pockets (Uh)
C#m G#m
Didn't have knots, I was so broke
C#m G#m
On my last rock, for my slingshot
C#m G#m
Better haul ass, don't be no slow poke (Nope)
C#m G#m
Through the tall grass, run your ass off (Yeah)
C#m G#m
Oh no, got your pants caught on the fence post
C#m G#m
Getting chased, by them Jackboys, think it's 'bout to fuzz
C#m G#m
Like a lint roller they wait 'til it's late, they will tiptoe
C#m G#m
Through your living room window
C#m G#m
Take your Nintendo and then skate
C#m G#m
Making you feel like you got bent over and raped
C#m G#m
Little boy, you're never gonna get no rope chain
C#m G#m
Get your shit stole, and your lip swole, I became bitter
C#m G#m
As I got a little bit older, my hate
C#m G#m
Was making me get cold, and began to get a chipped shoulder
C#m G#m
Started to spit vulgar, my ZIP code had been skid row
C#m G#m
But I ate every single beat that I spit over, the shithole I escaped
C#m G#m
Then I began to explode, detonate, now the Eastside went schizo
C#m G#m
Thought my name was B-side 'cause they flipped over my tape
C#m G#m
And I won't hesitate
C#m G#m
To get 'em all bent so outta shape
C#m G#m
Oh shit bro, hold up, wait
C#m G#m
I just tripped over my cape (Superman)
C#m G#m
And I'm not gonna let 'em treat the paper like I'm chopping a letter
C#m G#m
Dre'll tell you how I shred
C#m G#m
So when you refer to the guy next to the doc, you meant shredder
C#m G#m
Now the cops wanna set up roadblocks on my head, I
C#m G#m
Got several bounties from feds in every county
C#m G#m
I'm with a gal at a Checkers wiling
C#m G#m
Bumping "Fuck Da Police" while I fed her Rally's
C#m G#m
This shit is like Romper Room
C#m G#m
Why do I feel responsible for these kids?
C#m G#m
All of whom I'm a father to
C#m G#m
I'm a God to you, y'all better worship the water I walk on
C#m G#m
Or y'all gonna meet your Waterloo
C#m G#m
I get to flippin' the mic' as a murder weapon
C#m G#m
I'm poppin' an extra clip, then cock and shoot, then I'm popping
C#m G#m
Do not let me catch you slippin'
C#m G#m
I will pop up and I'll take a spot from you
C#m G#m
I'll get to doing what a leaky faucet do
C#m G#m
But I ain't talkin' drip when I say that I'll get the drop on you
C#m G#m
Singin' fuck all of you in Autotune
C#m G#m
I am too volatile and too grizzly to bear
C#m G#m
Yeah, shit is gettin' to where I can barely even sit in a chair
C#m G#m
I bust my ass for this shit and I swear
C#m G#m
It ain't even worth dissing someone so offbeat
C#m G#m
That they can't even figure out where their words
C#m G#m
Should hit the kick and the snare
[Chorus]
C#m G#m C#m
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
C#m G#m C#m
All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the urn
C#m G#m C#m
You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
C#m G#m C#m
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
C#m G#m C#m
Pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
C#m G#m C#m
All them pretty bitches leave yo' ass in the urn
C#m G#m C#m
You ain't sold your last rock, you just better earn
C#m G#m C#m
But I pray you see tomorrow lil' boy, you gon' learn
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