If I Chords

If I Chords / Audio (Transposable):

Chorus

B

I know if I was to simply say to you

That if I got that spitfire

C

Get fly, I'm gonna help you get by

                                 B

Bite my lip until it bleed if I let you crash

Body hit the water, splash, all for a wad of cash

Passion-plea to self, so it's not his last

C

Lot is cast, take you from a broken past

Open with his smoking stash

Promise no more, he done broke his last





Verse 

        B

From affliction to addiction, wound to infection

From a rookie to professional, secret to confession

       C

Every level is progressional

Pushing every envelope and boundary protecting you

                           B

Slowly decomposing you, oppressing you, depressing you

Be stressing you out, testing what you about now

                                C

You grown with clout now, and drowning in doubt now

Ain't no question you sick and tired of the situation you facing

                        B

Asking God, "Why? How? Why me? Why now?"

Trying to get your mind right

Trying to keep your grip tight on life

         C

In spite of the chaos and the battle internally

Defining your existence and your position eternally

     B

Our mission in this industry is assisting you

In shaking off them tendencies, exposing you to destiny

C

Spit truth lyrically in every vicinity

Diminishing strongholds of foes now





 Chorus 

 



Verse 

B

I proceed to put the pieces together

Obvious is the beat that meets every endeavour, whenever

C

Head on, popping and bucking to say it wrong

Opportunity ducking, all of them stuck in their zone

B

Freedom of speech, empower the streets

Fuel these cowards to spin hours for peace

                         C

They're growing poison, thinking they're doing a moral service

Whoopy-doo, they black with money

I should be proud, but I'm nervous

        B

Like a gun in the hand of a killer

It always amazes me when they burn the flames off of the scrilla

C

Black man, wake up, black man, feel me

Dr. King said we will overcome - will we?

B

Blood on the streets of Memphis for the cause

Moment of silence for death as we pause

           C

Raise the terror alert, give me time to hear from error

And hurt the bearer of news in an era that's almost gone





 Chorus 





Interlude

  B   B   C   C  





Ending

B

Let you crash, body hit the water, splash

All for a wad of cash

Passion-plea to self, so it's not his last

C

Lot is cast, take you from a broken past

Open with his smoking stash

                                        B

Promise no more, he done broke his last

Last updated by: Lucas Barnett

Last checked by: Clara Gibson

Rating: 5/5 - 107 reviews