Tabbed by Austin Morgan on June 21, 2013 
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DROPPED D TUNING 

****MAIN BASSLINE/Intro: 
E|-------------------------|-------------------------| 
B|-------------------------|-------------------------| 
G|-7-------------7---------|-8-------------8---------|  
D|-----6---5-------6--5----|-----6---5-------6--5----| (x2) 
A|-----------------------5-|-----------------------5-|  
D|-------------------------|-------------------------| 

verse 1: 

E|---------|----------|-----------|-----------| 
B|---------|----------|-----------|-----------| 
G|-7-------|-8--------|-7---------|-8---------| 
D|---------|----------|-----------|-----------| 
A|---------|----------|-----------|-----------| 
D|---------|----------|-----------|-----------| 
My momma was raised in the era when 
clean water was only served to the fairer skin 
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help 
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself 

E|-------------------------| 
B|-------------------------| 
G|-7-------------7---------| 
D|-----6---5-------6--5--0-| (x5, you can play these as power 
A|-5-------------5---------|      chords if you prefer!) 
D|-----6---5-------6--5--0-|  
You see it's broke nigga racism, that's that "Don't touch anything in the store" 
And this rich nigga racism, that's that "Come in, please buy more! 
What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain? 
All you blacks want all the same things" 
Used to only be niggas, now everybody playing 

E|-------------------------------| 
B|-------------------------------| 
G|-------------------------------| 
D|-8---8-8-8---8---8-8-8-8-8---8-| 
A|-------------------------------| 
D|-8---8-8-8---8---8-8-8-8-8---8-| 
Spending everything on Alexander Wang, new slaves. 

E|-------------------------|-------------------------| 
B|-------------------------|-------------------------| 
G|-7-------------7---------|-8-------------8---------| 
D|-----6---5-------6--5----|-----6---5-------6--5----| (x2) 
A|-----------------------5-|-----------------------5-|  
D|-------------------------|-------------------------|  

BRIDGE 

E|-------------------------|-------------------------| 
B|-------------------------|-------------------------| 
G|-7-------------7---------|-8-------------8---------|  
D|-----6---5-------6--5--0-|-----6---5-------6--5--0-| 
A|-5-------------5---------|-6-------------6---------|  
D|-----6---5-------6--5--0-|-----6---5-------6--5--0-|  
You see there's leaders, and there's followers, 
but I'd rather be a dick than a swallower 

verse 2 (MOSTLY THE SAME AS FIRST VERSE) 
I throw these Mayback keys, I wear my heart on the sleeve 
I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves 
I see the blood on the leaves, I see the blood on the leaves 
I know that we the new slaves, I see the blood on the leaves 
They throwing hate at me, Want me to stay at ease 
Fuck you and your corporation, Y'all niggas can't control me 
I know that we the new slaves, I know that we the new slaves 
I'm 'bout to wild the fuck out, I'm going Bobby Boucher 
I know that pussy ain't free, You niggas pussy, ain't me 
Y'all throwing contracts at me, You know that niggas can't read 
Throw 'em some Maybach keys, Fuck it, c'est la vie 
I know that we the new slaves, Y'all niggas can't fuck with me 
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye, Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye 

(DROP OUT ON THIS LINE) 
I'll move my family out the country, So you can't see where I stay 

(COME BACK IN, AS BEFORE) 
So go and grab the reporters, So I can smash their recorders 
See they'll confuse us with some bullshit, Like the New World Order 
Meanwhile the DEA, Teamed up with the CCA 
They tryna lock niggas up, They tryna make new slaves 
See that's that privately owned prison, Get your piece today 
They prolly all in the Hamptons, Bragging 'bout what they made 

(****NOW IT GETS DIRTY - USE DISTORTION IF YOU GOT IT****) 

E|-------------------------| 
B|-------------------------| 
G|-------------------------| 
D|-------------------------| (x4!) 
A|-5-------------5---------| 
D|-----6---5-------6--5----| 

Fuck you and your Hampton house, I'll fuck your Hampton spouse 
Came on her Hampton blouse, And in her Hampton mouth 
Y'all 'bout to turn shit up, I'm 'bout to tear shit down 
I'm 'bout to air shit out, Now what the fuck they gon' say now? 

BACK TO MAIN BASSLINE x4, AND THEN: 

OUTRO 
CHORDS: F#, C#, G#m, D#m (Repeat as necessary) 

I won't end this high, not this time again 
So long, so long, so long, you cannot survive 
And I'm not dying, and I can't lose 
I can't lose, no, I can't lose 
Cause I can't leave it to you 
So let's get too high, get too high again 
(Too high again, too high) 

Egyszer a Nap úgy elfáradt 
Elaludt mély zöld tó ölén 
Az embereknek fájt a sötét 
Ő megsajnált, eljött közénk 

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