Defined (Freeverse) chords and lyrics - WORDSWORTH

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[Intro 1]
[Em][B][Em]
[B][Em]
[B]
I [Em]gotta talk

[Verse 1]
over this part,
I said they can't sample it, you [B]know, [C]Tone [B]Deaf,
it's about to [C]be serious [B]in the booth, [C]yeah, you know how the situation [B]gets
when I [C]get in [B]the situation,
W [Em]-O forget it,
you know who's spittin'
It's Punch Partner, solo missions,
you know [B]the difference
It [Em]shows you driven in snow
conditions
Hurricanes, rain, floods, hailstorms,
and even road restrictions
Killer instincts, Philippines Inc. is DNA
No one has the blood to think of the
terms [B]that we would say
Either they [Em]caught in a hype
or bought for a price
Limit themselves to one style,
now that's all [B]they can write
What I record [Em]on the mic,
the pen and words palm
It has you paranoid like
the word bomb
Aboard[B]ing a flight, [Em]I walk to life,
share the thoughts I recite
Provide remarks that coincide
like dark is important [B]to light
[Em]Tosses of dice, losses of life
Hell on earth, forces and extorters alike
Now supporters of Christ
So now constantly I thought
I was right
But every day I learn something
Like I'm the illest
and only thought [B]I was nice
What do you know?
[C]When I was eager things
were moving slow
[B]Took time out
To find [C]out who's a friend, [B]who's a foe
Who would ride [C]out
If [B]it ever came to shooting blows
[C]Had to hide out
Who [B]would maintain or lose control
[Em]For some love I got
But those I choose and chose
but I can't hate
Dependin' on my vibe, mood, and mode
Day I do shows, schools are closed
And the day after, but if it was open
Really, who would go?
When I'm there, city celebrates
Anywhere the hood at, words
is the name
It's what I'm good at, you
can tell the shade
I'm in the music, video games,
prettiest dames
That ain't with me for the fame
Without a idi[B]ot's brain
Those that's [C]dizzy, I game
Got busy [B]without gettin' they name
The less I like them, then
the quicker I came
Pity and shame, but I'm a gentleman
I gotta be certain instances
don't act innocent
Even when it's sense
Every [Em]story, there's two sides to it
The truth and the lie, that's it,
what side you with?
The same thing you laugh from,
you can cry from it
The same things you live for,
if you can die [B]from it
[Em]It's all timing, strong -minded
Anguish in the language, but entertaining
Put into a [B]song rhyming
[Em]Observes how I find it,
in this art form
It's hard to go on what it means,
I need words [B]to define [Em]it