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Gm A#

Gm
(Fuck the law)
      A#                   Dm
As I maneuver through the streets
     Gm                          A#
A policeman and then they seize bodies of those who disagree
Gm
(Like, fuck them all)
            A#
I pray the soldiers get release
                           Gm
The price of grief wasn't cheap
           A#
Hoped you kept to your receipts
               Gm
Where there's beef
                                 A#
On the side of the feast, I'm a beast
                              Gm
Said it's me now, hold your peace
Don't hold your breath
           A#
Load your piece
And then squeeze
      Gm
Then release
(Hail Mary)
         A#
Rest in peace
No relief
           Gm
And that's why
                             A#
The fucking martian to the fucking, nigga

Gm
Well my devil won't let me out
Gm
Well my devil won't let me out
Gm
Well my devil won't let me out
Gm
Well my devil won't let me out
Gm                 A# Cm
Well my devil won't–
Gm                 A# Cm
Well my devil won't–
Gm                 A# Cm
Well my devil won't–
Gm                   A#     Cm  F#
Well my devil won't let me out

Gm  A#
    Finger on the trigger
Gm
Pour the shot down
            A#          Gm  A#
Now there's one less nigga
Gm   A#
Gm
Hold up
Gm
(Fuck the world)
            A#
Including everybody in this bitch
  Gm
I off 'em with my fingertips
     A#
And force apart his ligaments
   Gm
Be sure to wipe your fingerprints
 A#
Restore back to your innocence
     Gm                         A#                                N.C.
And reminiscing ever since you feel the sentencing before the sentence ended
            Gm
I'm in the slums my nigga
A#
Not just for bragging
Gm
I'm in the field my nigga
              A#
This shit for practice
              Gm
This shit is trill my nigga
A#
Kill or be killed my nigga
Gm
Cops is killing children
A#
Get off, only get suspension
Gm
Man, this shit's suspicious
Gm
Consequences never in this
Fur these fucking pigs and dirty politicians
 Am                       Gm
Dirty money, wash the business
It's them early birds that'll prolly get it
 A#              Gm
Pull up on you, shut up
Shut the fuck up
             Cm
Learn how to run or mind your business

Gm                    A#
Well my devil won't–
Gm                    A#
Well my devil won't–
Gm                    A#
Well my devil won't–
Cm                   Gm     A# Cm
Well my devil won't let me out

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