Intro
G F A# G
Ends, some people would rob their mother, for the ends
F A# G
Rat snitch on one another for the ends,
F A# G
Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends,
F A# G
So before we go any further i want my ends.
Verse
G
I knew this cat named darrell, didn't have a dollar,
C
He was harvard material, Ivy league scholar.
G
He had a phd, had an MBA
C
But now he's waiting tables cause theres rent to pay
G
Companies downsizing inflations rising
C
cant find a job, hes feeling kind of stressed.
G
Does'nt even feel the effects when he says
C
Forgot to count how many times i've been blessed
G
So he falls off track starts smoking the crack
C
And once it hits his brain it starts a chain react.
G
He sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet
C
He's losing his teeth now he's out in the streets.
G
And all of a sudden hes like Jesse James.
C
Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains.
G
But hes from business school, and he's nervous with a tool.
C
So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool
G
For the ends...
Chorus ( same as intro )
Verse 2 (same chord progression as verse 1 so I'm not going to write it out)