I Was Stabbed By Satan

C                Am
I was stabbed by Satan
Am              C
On the day that I was born
C              Am
I was promised lovin'
Am          C
But instead I was torn
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My heart bled fear
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My eyes shed tears

  C
A poor black ghetto child
Am                    F
He can't shoot and he can't go run a mile
C
There's no school and the kids go runnin' wild
Am                    F
The police and the courts wanna run him out
C
He's so cold and the po po hate 'em all
Am                    F
He ain't seen his daddy since back in '84
C
But oh well, so it be, now he's in jail
Am                    F
His mother's stressin' just to get him out on bail
C
Now sing it out

C                Am
I was stabbed by Satan
Am              C
On the day that I was born
C              Am
I was promised lovin'
Am          C
But instead I was torn
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My heart bled fear
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My eyes shed tears

C
So the story goes on
There's no glory and the worry takes a toll on
C
His whole body but his buddies wanna roll on
Am                       F                   C
It's all bloody when the cops come to a stop
N.C.                    Am                 F
The police with their big Glocks pull 'em out
                                               C
They say "freeze" but there's only one comin' out
                                             Am
There's two dead with a legal gun to his head
                        F
It's stupid, he shoulda played ball instead
 C
Now sing it out

C                Am
I was stabbed by Satan
Am              C
On the day that I was born
C              Am
I was promised lovin'
Am          C
But instead I was torn
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My heart bled fear
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My eyes shed tears

C                        Am
So one day when it's all said and done
                    F                    C
My life will be the bluest rap song ever sung
                  Am
My verses will be curses to the rich
        F
And all sorts of authority will cease to exist
                     C                                Am
My daughters will be free of wars in my honor. Your fist
                   F
Will raise in the air
Like the silence of revolution My face will appear
C                                            Am
Like the vision of a prisoner with his last beer
                 F                             C
This song is a poem and this whole poem is a tear
Dropped to your ear

C                Am
I was stabbed by Satan
Am              C
On the day that I was born
C              Am
I was promised lovin'
Am          C
But instead I was torn
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My heart bled fear
C           Am
Na, na, na, na, na, na
F            C
My eyes shed tears
C Am Am

C                               Am
So why do kids cry when they're born?
                  Am
Ever ask yourself that?
Am                  C                             C
I mean, there's no scientifical reason explaining that.
Am       F                      C
Well, it is said that Satan stabs a child at birth
C     Am
As an introduction to pain.
          F                      C
You know, welcome to the world, right?

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