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Artifacts Of Life chords and lyrics - RUFUS BLAQ
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[Verse 1] [Bb]Yeah,[F][Cm][C][F] [Gm]on[F][C] [F]som[G]e life [C]Raised in the crisis Love is price[Cm]less Respect [C]tightness We out on the night Run[F]nin' from the Chrysler My [C]moms pray to Christ I shoot dice and shine like [F]the Israelites If it wasn't for the [Gm]flow I'd [G]probably have [C]to double back Bubble crack, see my d*** [G]floatin' in [F]the bubble That's logical, [G]psychologic[C]al, diabolical, leave you in the hospital, remarkable [F]When you write [Eb]the butter they be [F]mocking you, [C]clocking you, rockin' dough and d*** Think of poppin' you, [G]think of poppin' [F]em, ask [Eb]Youngbloods an[F]d poppin' em [C]I be watchin' em, rockin' em, with the butter bars, [G]it's the locks [F]in em We touch judges [C]an d tease DAs, debate cases, and squash beef with erasers Change [F]paces back and forth for bad [C]urine, it's gettin' boring Especially when I'm blowin' before court [F]in the mornin' The f*** [Eb]lawyer, [C]the true employer That will destroy [G]ya, defense like [F]the Hoyas Linen suit with a mean [C]Goya They stand by my side while the bailiffs scream [G]out Cordon [F]off Move your [G]feet, lose [C]your seat When you in it for the cream of wheat And every[F]body gotta eat You [G]on the child line, we got the last piece [C]of meat Gettin' bailed about 12, right [F]back up on the street Crush rocks on my neck, [C]plush under my feet I be on some life, till [F]God put me to sleep Uh, we on [Gm]some life, [C]the players on the right My whole clique keep it tight like [F]some vice grips And I [Eb]ain't goin' out [G]till God hit [C]the light switch And when I go, I [D]ain't goin' out [F]like Homie, I never want to be a doctor or an architect Nah, [C]I'm lawyer since 8, I want to be a drug [F]connect You know, I'm fast though, [C]15, I pushed upon Green Milano Rockin' top design, I was hittin' chicks but never [F]lovin' a willy What made me like this? [C]I fell in love [F]with Cuban ISIS [C]Takin' my pops a vice, stackin' dough [F]from doin' heistess [Gm]Glossin' bubbles, [G]shorty, she keep [F]them all keys [Cm]At t[C]he garden, drinkin' beer next to [F]Spike Lee My stab holdin', we [C]out here tryin' lock it No doubt I keep a graveyard in [F]my fatigue pocket Of dead presidences, [C]my street game is thorough Ask the willies and the burl, locks [F]gettin' at the narrow We on some life, [G]niggas on a kite [C]My whole clique, keep it tight like [F]some vice whips [Bb]I ain'[F]t goin' out with[G] God, hit [C]the light switch But when I go, I [F]ain't goin' out like know how it is, every sec you gotta [C]show up and cope Robbin' every spot you see to make child support [F]Eatin' every meal slow, cherish[G]in' every bite [F]Puttin' pol[C]ish on your nights, cause your a** ain't tight [F]We be runnin' scams just to see [G]your momma's a minx We don't [C]care what society think[F]s And I ain't tryin' to do time, cause prison ain't [C]good for my [G]health But if I [C]got 25, a**, [G]I'm hangin' myself [F]Enough respect to the a** makin' money, how about Cause it's [C]hard trying to live positive [F]without the mozzarella Cheddar, cheese, [G]that's what that be [F]There's certain thing[C]s you need, necessities, the slinky's [F]Accumulate a hundred G's [G]Keep your eyes on your stash [C]You can miss something important from watching [F]Uh, and you ain't hitting that Uh, [G]if I, you for[C]getting that Keep your grip stack cool [G]in your habit[F]at, boy Be true to it, never [C]front like you hard Let's strip that **** naked, have you [F]**** dog Is you doing the sticking, or [G]is you getting stuck[F]?[C][F] [G]It ain't [F]a game no more, it's a sport If you [C]ain't got heart to play, then [G]stay off the [F]court It ain't a game no [G]more, it's a [C]sport If you ain't got heart to play, then [F]stay off the court It ain't [C]a game no [G]more it's a sport. [F]If you ain't [Cm]got heart to play then [C]stay off the [F]court.[G][F][Cm][C] [F][C] [F] [Bb]It ain't a gam[F]e no more it's a sport. If you [C]ain't got heart to play, then stay off the [F]court [Bb]Stay off the court [C]Stop ballin' Retire Hang it up Lies Daddy Black No game
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