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Artifacts Of Life Chords

Music by: 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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