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[Verse 1] [Am]Welc[F]ome. [Em]It is I that you see. [Am]Little boys an g[F]irls.... [Em]Reve[C]lationz. [Am]Listen. Why do the good die [F]young, [Em]an the bad mutha fuckas live fo ev[Am]er? 'cause nigga, we livin on [F]hell [Em]nigga. This is hell [C]mutha fuckas. [Verse 2] Verse [Am]1 [Verse 3] Uh. All my [Am]life it's like I'm fuckin around [F]wit the wrong [Em]people make a movie about my life an it be a long sequel [Am]bout people livin off free- be's [F]an brick cheese [Em]that's how that shit be's, out here you have to [C]grind to get [Am]g's no Bently flippin less yo name is Fe[F]lix Mitchell [Em]listen little boys an girls my mama could barely pay [C]the fuck[Em]in rentin my daddy [Am]is surely gotta be somewhere [F]in this world pimp[Em]in white bitches fo doe, he was [C]a jiggalo livin in w[Em]omen [Am]he used to take me an my Village [F]potnas to go swimmin [Em]he drove a BMW, they father [C]drove a lemon [F]nigga in the end[Am] my mama kept spendin money [F]on gin an drug[Em]s I had to sleep on the fuckin [C]rug where the roaches was [Am]I hung wit thugs always rollin dice [F]an pumpin gas [Em]to get some cash you had to store [C]the coke, we mop his as[Am]s my pops would give me cash, but my mama would [F]take it from me [Em]if I didn't give it to her, she'd [C]beat my ass butt- na[Em]ked homie [Am]the only way I would see a movie was out [F]wit the hom[Em]ies I'm always bummy, had no money, they would pay it fo me my daddy told me [Am]when I was very [F]young that [Em]he was on the run, I heard him mention somethin about [C]Colombians [Am]an I[F] could come stay[Am] wit him if I didn't like the [Em]way that moms treat me I juss didn't like the way that moms beat me wit [Am]Tonka toys, [Em]in front of my boys [Am]hit me wit o[Em]bjects so I juss got to sky the [Am]fuck up out these pro[G]ject[Am]s I left behind my moms an sisters so [F]re lentless [Em]never thought they'd get evicted an be sleepin on benches [Am]my pops was on some pimp shit, sewin up [F]Frisco [Em]on novero 5- 0 kicked down the door, he flushed [C]the elbow [Am]there goes another nigga straight to the [F]pen by [Em]the age 10, done lived wit every relative, an friend I know here I go again livin [Am]wit my grama, then m[F]y auntie [Em]my uncle where ever I [C]go niggas would gank me [Am]fo my bundle swindle my check, [F]wit Section 8 an medi- [Em]cal benefits but me I wasn't gettin [Am]shit spend my shit on nay kids that's what they [F]did fuck [Em]relatives if I don't do my thang now, [C]I nev[Am]er lived never gone get it if you sit on yo [F]as s so fuck [Em]math class I'm on the Ave wit crack fo that ass like [Am]son like dad I love the smell of money, [F]hash an [Em]zig- zags look at the back of [C]my ass, beat the sag, [Em]it's [Am]big cash involved but we all get [F]caught up an sen [Em]t to juvenille halls scrape yo [C]turf on the wall, [Em]in county drawls my [Am]mama abused alco[F]hol my [Em]pops an inmate an me I'm sweepin halls [C]to intake [Am]hate my mama carried the weight ain't seen my [F]pops [Em]since '86 every year, in an outta jail fo crazy shit [Am]so much [Em]shad[Am]y shit done happened to me, I [F]can't put it be[Em]hind me the Lord took my [C]mama life [Am]in '93 God bless her soul 'cause she was [F]caught up in [Em]a, house hold fire at a rehab so we sued they ass this shit mak[Am]in me mad high ass law[F]yer we had [Em]Melvin Bell, I tried to tell my sister that he'd get [Am]paid half settlement, me 56 G's my [F]big [Em]sister 56 G's my little [C]sister [Em]106 G[Am]'s Ripley's won't believe that for the life of my [F]mama they only [Em]gave us a quarter a mill ticket [C]to split I can't deal [Em]wit this [Am]shit I wish you was here to see me [F]get this deal [Em]wit Chris, an Noo- Trybe mama you died I cried 'cause you missed the gold [Am]an platinum plaques [F]I bet you never [Em]thought yo little black ass son could rap [C]now I'm break[Am]in off scratch an burnin zags wit Sparkle [F]that's my little [Em]sister askin the Lord why did you make her life so awful next [Am]thing you [Em]know my [Am]pops go [F]in '95 he died [Em]of AID's it's either sui[C]cide of cry fo days [Am]an weeks an months blowin blunts, keep away [F]flashes [Em]no funeral caskets, juss two vases wit ashes I [Am]ask [Em]if, he s[Am]pare my life [F]'cause all I got is my [Em]nieces, my two sisters, an my wife re[C]cite behind [Am]the mic the type of shit that niggas like fo [F]the first time in my [Em]life I'm makin bread, doin it right but at night seems like [Am]I'm hunted probably because jackmoves an licks [F]I've done it what [Em]goes around comes around, hollow point [C]tip rounds to my stom[Am]ach bitches screamin at Summit that's [F]how you busta nig[Em]gas want it but I still juss get blunted in [C]big [Em]six hundreds niggas done, done it [Am]done deal nigga, been there like [F]Dre blow[Em]in hay in the air on the free- way pray [C]forgive me God is [Am]what I would say I gotta lot of days to [F]count [Em]blessed, went from claimin sets wit yay up [C]in my [Em]mouth see [Am]task an bounce now I blow hash at half [F]an ounce smoke [Em]out to the facial [C]blessed to be livin on hell [Am]mutha fucka! 'cause this is [F]hell [Verse 4] [Em]nigga. If you ain't know, nigga. [Am]This hell nigga. Right [F]now.[Em] Armegeddon. Nigga, done [C]deal. Done [Am]deal. Uh. This [F]live.[Em] Every nigga done had this shit happen to 'em, you know what [Am]I'm sayin. All my potnas, every nigga I [F]tell that I went [Em]through, they do, done did the same [C]shit. [Em]Let's [Am]do it, juss salu[F]te niggas. [Em]Juss do our thang, fuck everybody, let's [G]ride [Am]this shit. Do yo t hang blaze, [F]get shermed out [Em]all that shit, whatever. [C]Mushroom[Am]s an shit, Xtacy's an all that shit, let's get [F]high an [Em]juss reminise about all that dangerous [C]shit [Em]we done went [Am]through. An ask yoself...."why the fuck am [F]I here?" [Em]'cause this is hell nigga. [C]An the [G]good die [Am]early, an the mutha [Em]fuckin bad stay fo ever, 'cause yo ass on hell nig[Am]ga, 'cause you a bad mutha [Em]fucka like me. Done [C]deal, uh, [Am]uh. (livin in hell, dead [F]mutha [Em]fuckas, uh) (livin in hell, dead niggas dwell, [Am]uh) 2x [F]this [Em]Earthel is hell mutha[C] fucka. [Outro 1] [G] [Am][F][Em][C] [Em][Am][F][Em][Am]
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