This One's For Me chords and lyrics - ICE-T

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Yo yo whassup Ice man
you look upset brother
Yo man, I got a lot of things
on my mind man
But I don't know if I should put it on this record,
yaknahmsayin?

[Verse 2]
[Am]Man go ahead and kick it man

[Verse 3]
Let [Am]the people know what's
happenin man
You know brothers out
there sellin out man
Why they goin out like that man?

[Verse 4]
Yo, [Am]sellin out like it ain't nothin man
I ain't with it

[Verse 5]
[Ice- T] [Am]Dig
it, I'm just a brother from [F]L.A.[Dm]
South [Am]Central, I live life the fly way
Used to bang and hustle but
I traded for the big game
[F]Infamy [Dm]got dumped for [Am]fame
Now I'm known and respect as cre
[F]ator of the [Am]crime [F]rhyme;
but my [Dm]lyrics are deeper
[Am]Because I'm the one that makes
you think before make a move
I wrote "Pusher", "High Rollers",
and "Colors" just to prove
that I could [F]kick game,
and drop knowledge at [Am]the same time
[F]But one L.A. sta[Am]tion [F]wouldn't
play my re[Am]cords [F]one [Am]time
[Dm]I'm tryin to save my community
but these [F]bourgeoise [Dm]blacks
keep [F]on dog[Am]gin me
They don't care about violence,
drugs and gangs
[F]KJLH, you [Dm]ain't abo[Am]ut nuttin
You just a bunch [Dm]of pu[Am]nk
bourgeoise black [Dm]suckers
and this one's for [F]me[Am]

[Verse 6]
You won't play no [Am]Public Enemy
You ain't playin no Boogie
Down Productions
You ain't tryin to represent
the black community
You just carin about your little
ol' R&B +BULL+
you play all day and night
I represent Los Angeles all
over the United States
and you ain't did NUTTIN for me

[Verse 7]
Think about it
[Am]
Hold up, I [Dm]ain't finished on
[Am]the diss [Dm]tip
There's a few more punk
[F]s that I got t[Am]o rip
All you [F]chump [Am]MC's who
sell out quick
When [Dm]P.E. was on the top,
you rode the [Am]tip
But now they got problem[Dm]s and
you sucker[Am]s run
Who's Chuck[Dm]'s real friends,
does he really [Am]have one?
You yell P.E. [Dm]this, P.E. [Gm]that[Am]
Fist in [Dm]the air, proud to [Am]be black
Now they got [F]static [Dm]and you run [F]like p[Dm]unks
I [Am]haven't heard an MC
stand up for him once
[Dm]May be you suckers are just
[F]hopin [Am]that they fall off
[Dm]so you can fill their shoes,
nope [Am]sorry boss
That's [F]what the matter with
black people anyway
[Dm]We ain't down with nothin,
I [F]don't care what you say
yell or lie, don't even [Am]bother
How [Dm]low will a brother go for [Am]a dollar?
Public Enemy broke a new rap age
[Dm]And now you rappers ain't
got nuttin [Am]to say?
"Yo it's their problem"

[Verse 8]
[Am]"Griff shouldn'ta said it"
E where's my pis[F]tol?
(Yo I'll go get it)
Cause it's [Am]time for me to
enforce some discipline
Are [Dm]you down or not, a[Am]re you out or in?
Chuck Flav and Griff are [F]my true friends
[Am]I got their [Dm]backs if [F]it means my [Am]career ends

[Verse 9]
All you so- called [Am]down
MC's with Public Enemy
I ain't heard nobody out there,
tryin to help my man out
YouknowhatI'msayin? Griff is my man,
I don't care WHAT he said
YouknowhatI'msayin? And I ain't gon' let them
go out like that
YouknowhatI'msayin? Chuck,
Ice got your back
Anybody out there got problems with Public Enemy,
come talk to me

[Verse 10]
Once [Am]again,
I'm back in [F]the dis[Am]s mode
[Dm]I gotta speak my mind, it's [F]time to unlo[Am]ad
on this so- called govern[Gm]ment [Am]we've got
If I [Dm]lied like them, I think I'd get [Am]shot
They sell drugs to kids and say it's us
[Dm]And when the cops are crooks,
who [Am]can you trust?
You only see young brothers
[Dm]in a drug bust
[Am]Ashes [Dm]to ashes[Am], and dust to dust
My homey got a year for
[F]an ounce [Dm]of weed
while Bush sells weapons to the enemy
[Am]You gotta be stone
[F]blind not[Am] to see
"Our government is honest!" Nigga,
please
Cocaine can[Dm]'t be made
in [Am]the United States
[Dm]Kickin facts like this our government hates
[Am]The [F]young kids on th[Am]e
[F]streets ain't the en[Am]emy
[F]The[Dm]y're just ghetto
youth af[Am]ter money
They sell [F]drug[Am]s, but who
sells drugs to them?
[Dm]Try the [Am]C.I.A. m[Dm]y fr[Am]iend
or [F]the F.B.I. [Dm]or e[Am]ven Bush
[Dm]Somebody's gettin rich,
damn [Am]sure ain't us
We're just killin ourselves
while others laugh
Look at [Dm]the street,
it's a [F]cocaine [Am]bloodbath
We gotta [Dm]realize dope is [Am]pure death
Mess with drugs,
[Dm]you're breathin your[Am] last breath
Sellin drugs is straight up [Dm]geno[Am]cide
[Dm]They're gonna laugh,
while we [Am]all d[Dm]ie[Am]

[Verse 11]
Sittin up there [Am]thinkin you're
makin that money
Hustlin [F]and all [Am]that,
you're killin your brothers
YouknowhatI'msayin? You just stupid,
straight up stupid
Puttin dope into your body - c'mon,
youknowhatI'msayin?
You gotta get somethin goin [Dm]out [Am]there
Get some brains,
youknowhatI'msayin?
We are just playin ourselves
cold out of the pocket

[Verse 12]
This [Am]one's for me,
I make records for you
[Dm]but this cut I straight out [Am]had to do
There's topics in my [F]mind I
have [Gm]to br[F]eak[Am]
cause [Gm]so m[F]any of you o[Dm]ut
there are so [Am]damn fake
If ya [F]ain't [Am]know they're no- one,
[Dm]cutthroats
back[Am]stabbers, scheamin for banknotes
And all of you out there [F]know
what [Am]I'm talkin bout
If you [F]claim you're [Gm]down then
[Am]NEVER sell- [Dm]out
Never sell out, [Am]youknowhatI'msayin?
[Gm]You [Dm]gotta [Am]stay down [Dm]for y[Am]ours
You [Gm]know I want it, sure as I'm [Am]Ice- T
[Gm]I ma[Am]ke records for y[Dm]ou,
[Am]but this one's for me

[Verse 13]
You know what I'm [Am]talkin
bout out there
There's ways to sell out left and right
But you ain't got to do that
There's things more
important than money
I'm talkin bout pride,
I'm talkin bout dig[Am]nity
You got it out there
All you got to do is stand on
your own two feet
Don't go out like no sucker
Stay down, youknowhatI'msayin?
Peace