State Of The Union

Rick Ross

Tom original: G#m Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 5
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(início)

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Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my step.
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There's ghosts in my head, ghosts in my head.

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I think my critics need to hear this
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Or anyone who doubts my political awareness
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I'm what you call a democratic with an automatic
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A rebel and a bezel when I just ordered the Patek
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You could build a wall as tall as the sky (to the moon)
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We all know the coke still gon' fall from the sky
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Papi had a room with a wall full of pies
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This is America, baby, where we fall for the lies (impeach the president)
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We never had much, but we had us (uh-uh)
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And even when the bills didn't add up
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We cooked up coke and it was crills that we bagged up
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We sold in broad day and police still didn't bag us
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I be ready to kill one of you MAGA's (fuckers)
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Shit, I'm throwin' shots, man, you still throwin' daggers
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And my thoughts on the legalization
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And they tryna turn weed into a legal libation
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Why won't they legalize Haitians? (sak pasé?)
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And throw on the Cubans too
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I told my jeweler he could throw on a Cuban too
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Or bust down a Rollie, it's frozen at two to two (west side)
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I took a private jet and you know where I flew the crew (A )
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Them coconut drinks that come with umbrellas in 'em
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In the rain, we buy Rolls' that come with umbrellas in 'em (facts)
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The transition, baby, that was the hardest part
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Police pulled me over and they still ripped my car apart (don't shoot)
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So, I ain't got to kneel just to stand with you (uh-uh)
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I was really in the field with them hand pistols (facts)
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I was really throwin' bullets like the cap, huh, cap, huh
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(Nigga fuck around and get clapped)
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I mean, uh

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Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my step.
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There's ghosts in my head, ghosts in my head.
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Shine a light on my feet, Lord, watch my step.
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There's ghosts in my head, ghosts in my head.

Body

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Pushin' Phantoms, so they feel I'm preachin' propaganda
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Say a prayer for my niggas or we light a candle
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All the squares in your circle, time to change the channel
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Or unplug the television 'cause this shit is mental (huh)
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My sneakers Chanel, Grim Reaper for real
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I get beats from Pharrell, you should see how I live
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Kids in Montessori school, logos in the pool
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I done put in all my work, no longer holding tools
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Look into my eyes, you can see the murders
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Smell the kilos on me, now we flippin' burgers
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Ride through the ghetto, look for shit to purchase
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Do it for the fam, don't forget your purpose
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When you sellin' grams, then you just a merchant, nigga
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When you sellin' grams, then you just a merchant
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Eyes open wide, slither with a serpent (woo)
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Closed casket meaning God, close the curtains (this ghost in my head)
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Meaning God, close the curtains (this ghost in my head)
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Meaning God, close the curtains (this ghost in my head)
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God, close the curtains (ghost in my head)
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Oh Lord
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