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- LA RE LA
Living down here
RE LA they throw me down and count me
RE LAI’m making this up
- RE LA
it keeps my feathers clean
MI RE LA And the black boys they kick my ass and tell me
MI MI7 LAThat the women their ruby lips are dry
(Chorus) MI LAI get angry I get sad
MI LAAnd I lose that sweetness that I used to have
- MI
And I boil my strings
LA MI To bring them back to gold
LA MIBring them back to gold
- MI7 LA
Bring them back to gold
(second verse)
Sleeping in here, they give me plenty to eat
Don’t make trouble, make something with concrete
So I fill my pipes with it to break them black boys heads
Lord I wish I had a gun, I wish I had a gun
- Chorus
- LA RE LA
Living down here
RE LA they throw me down and count me
RE LAI’m making this up
- RE LA
it keeps my feathers clean
MI RE And the black boys they kick my
LA..ass and tell me
- MI MI7
That the women their ruby lips are
LA ..dry
(Chorus)- MI LA
I get angry I get sad
MI And I lose that sweetness that I
LA..used to have
- MI
And I boil my strings
LA MI To bring them back to gold
LA MIBring them back to gold
- MI7 LA
Bring them back to gold
(second verse)
Sleeping in here, they give me
..plenty to eat
Don’t make trouble, make something
..with concrete
So I fill my pipes with it to
..break them black boys heads
Lord I wish I had a gun, I wish I
..had a gun
Chorus- SUONA ANCHE ..
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