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