Sunday Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[C]Turn on that,
um, the church rhythm for me,
Bertrand.
Turn on that,
the church rhythm for [Em]me.
Yeah.
Good [F]morning.
Sunday morning, you mean?
[Fm]I ain't going to c[F]hurch this morning,
though, but [C]I'm taking y to church, know what mean?
I figured this morning [Em]I'd just take all t[F]he
thoughts that I had and just put it down.
Let y 'all [Fm]go to church every day with this,
you know [F]what I mean?
Yo,
God [C]bless my nigga,
God bless my youth
Those [Em]who wish evil upon me,
God bless you too
All [F]my niggas that's locked up
Thinking we forgot [Ab]about you
And the hard times [F]that y
'all going through
Thing[C]s that we never seen,
much less visualized
I [Em]hope what you encountered
helped open your eyes
Cause [Dm]I know enough [F]guys
that get out and go back
They [Fm]ain't using but they
addicted to the crack
[C]I met smugglers over my years,
hustlers over my years
I wish I had [Em]a dime for every false rhyme
that these [F]rappers are inclined to say
I'm inclined to say [Fm]that some of
my rhymes come [F]out this way
When I be [C]thinkin' about
the money first
Thinkin' about tryin' to help
[Em]my moms out
I should be thinkin'
about takin' my psalms [F]out
I wrote this on a
Sunday
Sort of [Fm]my way of givin' thanks to the
[F]Creator
For seein' another [C]day, another op
To make the streets hot while
[Em]talkin' what I know
Scribblin' on the paper,
tryin' [F]to make sense of the load
Forsaken my family for [Fm]a
sect to catch wreck
[F]Give me your respect before
[C]I snatch it off your neck
I'm [Em]neck -to -neck with truth
and a check in the booth
I'ma [F]let loose and let it all out
And keep bangin' till
[Fm]God comes back and t[F]hem
horns ball [Dm]out
Think [C]about it for a sec,
I'm thinkin' about
it a little bit
Yeah, I'm [Em]a word to say
Standin' on the street corner [F]on a
Sunday
[Dm]Doin' like I do,[Bb] givin' [Fm]away
[F]Juice for my people to [C]live by
And to love you, ooh -oo[Em]h -ooh
God lives in [C]you, oo[F]h -ooh -ooh
The streets gone [Fm]crazy, but
He loves them,
[F]ooh -ooh -ooh
Yo,
God [C]bless you, chick
God bless you, girl
God [Em]bless all of the women suffering around
the world at [F]the hands of a man
The words of these punks, I [Fm]can 't lie
I used to lust for [F]the junk in aya chunk, but
[C]But, but, well let me lay it out
I used to see you in [Em]your tight clothes
[C]and want to lay [Em]you out
When [F]I see all of your ass,
I ain't thinking about your mind
That's [Fm]word,
dress how [F]you want by all means
But [C]don't expect me to see past that little,
[Em]little flat thing
You're not the mickle of your perisuco jeans
[F]Yeah, I got a mom's, got a sister too
[Fm]And they remind me of [F]them women
that's beautiful
[C]Leave some of your goods to imagination,
you [Em]know
You wonder why them niggas
thinkin' you a ho, chuh
[F]At first sight,
I can't see inside your mind, girl
[Fm]But I can see the
G [G]-string on your be[F]hind
Think [C]about it a little, take home
workin' on my hand to check
for all [Em]the words you say
Standin' on the street corner [Dm]on a
Sunday
Doin' like
[Bb]God do, [Fm]givin' away
Jew[F]s for my peoples to
[C]live by and to love
Ooh -ooh [Em]-oo h,
God [C]lives in you
[F]Oo h -ooh -ooh,
the streets gone [Fm]crazy but you're still
[F]You
[Dm]God bles[C]s my fam,
God bless my boys
God bless the
Black
Jays takin' out these toys
God bless
F .O .S., you know we search and destroy
God [Bb]bless the whole [C]circle
style we employ
Socrates,
Mar -Vell, why I look my n***a
Even [Em]though you ain't a n***a,
you my [C]n***a
[F]Silver,
Blackwood, and
Uptown,
Jess
Lock[Fm]jaw
Trust me, you two [F]one of the best
God[C]son, I ain't seen you in forever
Ain't killin' original [Em]fig ure, n***a,
make them figures, yeah
[F]Jay
Black and
T -Chase has still got you
[Fm]My man
Trax done [F]know, big up your pops too
[C]Vandal
Earth, thanks for making it live every [Em]time
Big
Fits, you know we gotta survive
[F]Fartaloo,
you know the whole squad got you
[Fm]NNC holding [F]down
Miami
[C]Funky
Girls crew
Every girl I ever [Em]call my girl,
you still have respect, dude
Noth[F]ing gon' change,
ain't a damn thing funny
Let's [Fm]get
God first and then [Bb]get this [Dm]money
Think [C]about it for a second
I don't mean to check for all
[Em]the words you say
Standing on the street corner [Dm]on a
Sunday
Doin' like
God, then [Fm]givin' away
Jew[F]s for my people to l[C]ive by
And to love you, ooh, [Em]ooh
God [C]lives in you, oo[F]h, ooh
The streets gone [Fm]crazy,
but he loves them too, oo[Dm]h, ooh[C]
Large up on my people's roadshops
My nigga [Em]on
Glen
Lewis
Don't know
Hammer
[Dm]Man like
Bronze
[F]Corey
[Fm]Everybody my man, [Dm]don't they?
Man [C]like
Dr.
KB
[Em]Oh
All of you at the
Super
[Dm]G
Dunno
[F]Man like
Chicky
Chase
[Fm]You know [Dm]what saying[C]
Dunno
Fundamentalzone .com
M3, all of y big up
Man like
Lennox
Luce
You're the champ
[C]You