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[Verse 1]
[Am]I know if I was to simply say to
you that if I got that spitfire,
[Bbm]Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by,
Bite my lip until it bleed if I [Am]let you crash,
Body hit the water, splash,
all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a broken past,
Open with his smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done
broke his last.

[Verse 2]
From af[Am]fliction to addiction,
wound to infection,
From a rookie to professional,
secret to confession,
Every [Bbm]level is progressional, pushing every
envelope and boundary protecting you,
Slowly decomposing, you op[Am]pressing,
you depressing, you be stressing you out,
Testing what you about now, you grown with clout now,
and drown[Bbm]ing in doubt now,
Ain't no question you sick [Am]and tired
of the [Bbm]situation you facing,
Asking God, "Why? How?
[Am]Why me? Why now?"
Trying to get your mind right,
Trying to keep your grip tight on life,
in [Bbm]spite of the [Am]chaos and the battle internally,
Defining [Bbm]your existence
and your position eternally,
Our [Am]mission in this industry is assisting you in shaking off them tendencies,
exposing you to destiny,
[Bbm]Spit truth lyrically in every vicinity,

[Verse 3]
Diminishing strongholds of foes now.
[Am]I know if I was to simply say to
you that if I got that spitfire,
[Bbm]Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by,
Bite my lip until it bleed if I [Am]let you crash,
Body hit the water, splash,
all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a broken past,
Open with his smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done broke his last,
[Am]I know if I was to simply say to
you that if I got that spitfire,
[Bbm]Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by,
Bite my lip until it bleed if I [Am]let you crash,
Body hit the water, splash,
all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a broken past,
Open with his smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done

[Verse 4]
broke his last.
[Am]I proceed to put the pieces together,
Obvious is the beat that meets every endeavour,
whenever,
[Bbm]Head on, popping and bucking
to say it wrong,
Opportunity ducking,
all of them stuck in their zone,
[Am]Freedom of speech, empower the streets,
Fuel the cowards to spin hours for peace,
They're growing poison,
[Bbm]thinking they're doing a moral service,
[Am]Whoopy- doo, they [Bbm]black with money,
I should be proud but I'm nervous,
like [Am]a gun in the hand of a killer,
It always amazes me when the burn
the flames off of the [Bbm]scrilla,
Black man, wake up,
Black man, feel me,
Dr. King said we will [Am]overcome - will we?
Blood on the streets of Memphis for the cause,
Moment of silence for death
as we pause,
Raise the [Bbm]terror alert,
give me time to hear from error
And hurt the bearer of news in an era
that's almost [Am]gone.

[Verse 5]
I know if I was to simply say [Am]to
you that if I got that spitfire,
[Bbm]Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by,
Bite my lip until it bleed if I [Am]let you crash,
Body hit the water, splash,
all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a broken past,
Open with his smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done broke his last,
[Am]I know if I was to simply say to
you that if I got that spitfire,
[Bbm]Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by,
Bite my lip until it bleed if I [Am]let you crash,
Body hit the water, splash,
all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a broken past,
Open with his smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done broke his last,
[Am]I know if I was to simply say to
you that if I got that spitfire,
[Bbm]Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by[Am],
[Bbm]Bite my lip until it b[Am]leed if
[Bbm]I let [Am]you crash,
Body hit the water, splash,
all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a br[Am]oken past,
Open with his [Bbm]smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done

[Interlude 1]
broke his last.
[Am][Bbm]

[Verse 6]
[Am]Let you crash, body hit the water,
splash, all for a wad of cash,
Passion- plea to self, so it's not his last,
[Bbm]Lot is cast, take you from a broken past,
[Am]Open with his [Bbm]smoking stash,
Promise no more; he done broke his [Am]last.
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