Hợp âm Rasool

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[Am]His [F]name was Ras[Dm]ool
Carmel [Am]completed boy from the 22
Rough on the outside
[F]But on the inside he was [Dm]cool
Rasool was [Am]a king
But also a fool
Back on the block [F]again with
the same [Dm]crew
Tariq from the west [Am]side
Little John form the avenue
Always seen [Dm]um b[Am]out a quarter
[Dm]to two[G]
Shaking hands [Am]with everybody
But at the same time sharing [Dm]the blues
And oh [Am]how he passed it [Dm]on
Shaking [Am]hands till what was in
his pockets was [Dm]gone
He'd be out[Am]side in the cold with
his bubble [Dm]goose on
But [Am]inside
I knew he wasn't warm
[F]Around 10: 30 on that dreary [Dm]night
His bowaz said they were [Am]hungry
they were hungry
Wanted to get a bite
But they didn't send a run[F]ner
Rasool knew it [Dm]wasn't right
But he stayed [Am]anyway
to get the chain he liked
[Dm]And [Am]oh how the shots
rang [Dm]in the streets
Hitting [Am]everybody in
the surrounding vicinity
[Dm]Children of the children
[Am]One young father to be[Dm]
And [Am]Rasool lay dead in
my north Philly Street
At fifteen years [F]old
It was the first death [Dm]I'd seen
[Am][F]
[Dm]
But the game ain't designed
[Am]for no kind of winning
An[Dm]d oh[Am] this is a friend
[Dm]of Rasool
Telling you to think [Am]about what you do
and who you call your [Dm]crew
The very choices you [Am]make
May make a Rasool out [Dm]of you
Now you [Am]don't want [Dm]that [Am]do

[Outro 1]
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