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