Any Day Chords by Typical Cats

[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And it ain't now
Rain shine was fate denied by state time
Decayed rhymes contain rage behind gang signs
Remember chicken spitting game at you?
I'm praying with a bow when you get home
I'm fixing gang tattoos
Forget stress, yes I'll accept the charges
Armed with curse words and verses to get the guards pissed
I dropped out since we last spoke
Commissary so it sucks, son
We all blown up for sure growing up was tough
More drugs than love
Fuck a thugger getting parked, you can roll with us
No more holding and stolen trucks
Roll the dunking donuts with Popo
And folks can both hold nuts
Flame up, say your name, now the whole gang smoking
Swear to mom, I quit spitting to get your chains broken
Your name is spoken openly
Remember holding dreams of being dope?
Yo son, they quoting me
Still the same witty poetry grown and smoking weed
How can we be broke when the city owes us sleep?
Or at least a piece of mind crying we're stealing you from you?
Well who could've knew you were the groove inside a human zoo?
This truth and this truth both sent me to get you
The issues, how windows ain't mirrors when we miss you
More tattoos than nights at home
Rocking this one, you, this is your microphone
[Eb] Life will chew fruit to seed and leave root for you to see
Unique, never unique, cause stress ain't new to me
Life will chew fruit to seed and leave root for you to see
I'm unique, never unique, cause stress ain't new to me
[Bb] See I believe in the beloved below the skin
So forgive me if I sin, skimmy the surface
But for Rob I'll roll in, I'm an art of his
To rub with the red hands of my fist
So it's just you and me now, rising into the clear
Blue hulu eyes can see so far from up here
Toast, skimmy the green heads of treetops
And a God knows where you're sweet
Don't leave now, or drop like an [B] autumn
Stay wrapped in my hand like a thorned escape
[Bb] Blossoms of red in my palms
Now they match my father's scarf with the stains
Out of rich man's pants and lipstick collars
Hollering to moms about the Babel of bills and loans
Again they gather on the kitchen table
Cash shatters, they began to whisper the other day
About the son who was away today
The whole story spreading away so the laundry would just wash away
Mom's fingers full of stitches, mouth full of pins
Mom was yes, sends a quick request to God with purse nips
My sons, I lost them under the brush of adolescence
With patience, pussy pens, funny cigarettes, foreign lessons
But if she saw me now with the plate of his mom
Nestled in my fluttering wrist
Memory carried away by metal
And knew that God's omniscience are both open and free
And that he slowed the medic's exam
Though it was too fast for me
And edits and rewrites me as he pleases
The human [Bm] thesis, any day I'll be embedded
In a perfect sentence, please [Eb] believe me
Life but to the fruit to the seed, the lead, the root for you to see
I'm unique, never unique, cause stress ain't new to me
Life but to the fruit to the seed, the lead, the root for you to see
I'm unique, never unique, cause stress ain't new to [Bb] me
Yo, whenever minutes, I don't remember to the last
Nothing but pearl wings, rocking them with the tongues
Hanging out of the front with no strings
[B] With no whites on, you'll be fronted with fake [Bb] gold rings
No gold chains, there's house keys on suit strings
So how does anybody sleep on a featherless pillow
With the world's weight across the shoulder blade
Trying to smother hope, it's foolish pride
These devils, they'll surely try to split you
And force you to sign over your soul's privilege physical
While in a constant conflict, confidence against incompetence
Trying to make you feel like you're a fool
I'm a man who can't be found and grounds the context of life and concepts
That little bit of peace that I need, indeed, I've searched for it
I try to ignore time, but I can't afford it
Smoking weed, thinkin' surely I need employment
To feed my spoiled kid
Never been characterized as the type to avoid his choices
So now I sacrifice life that might seem a thing
But not a penny saved, hoping to blow like any day _ _ _ _ _ _
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