Chords for Black Kennedy

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_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] If I wasn't Kennedy, [G] I'd be a [G] black Kennedy.
[Bb] Black car, black tux, this is black [Gm] symmetry.
Raised in the shadow, [F] my family from Tennessee.
I remember [Bb] me, Greenfield, we was [Gm] in the deep.
Riding through the city with [G] the top down.
_ We ain't got no feelings to our thoughts now.
[D] _ It's a beautiful [G] ride.
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Riding through the city with the top down. _
We ain't got no feelings to our thoughts now.
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It's a beautiful ride.
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [D] Let the sun grow.
I rode [G] through the jungle on the humble.
[Am] Got compassion [Bb] from my mother, streets from my uncle.
One code of honor [G] is to move with no drama.
Know thyself, no getting money, no [Dm] karma.
Whole respect like the charm [F] that I
got from my mama [Am] in the palm of my hand.
[Cm] It's like a land that I'm [Bb] fond of or calmed of.
Line love, a [G] black valley line love.
[Bb] Feed the masses with two fish for one love.
The sum of all pieces.
[G] Release new releases to release [Bb] us from the beast.
It's the thesis.
I used to get my little cuss cliques.
[G] It's what I used [B] to get my [Bb] grandmother pieces.
She loves sequence.
[Gm] Diane Carroll like some [G] of these leaders I feral like.
[Bb] Let the people go so they can face the east and grow.
[Gm] Time for everything.
[G] Everything is seasonal.
I dreamed [Bb] enough.
Everything is believable.
It's [Gm] feasible.
If I wasn't Kennedy, I'd [G] be a black Kennedy.
[Bb] Black car, black trucks, this is black [Gm] symmetry.
Raising a [G] shot on my family from Tennessee.
[A] I remember me, Greenfield, we [Bb] was in the deep.
Riding through the city with [G] the top down.
_ [B] We ain't got no [Bb] ceilings to our thoughts.
_ [D] _ It's a beautiful _ [G]
ride.
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Riding through the city with the [F] top down.
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[B] We ain't got [Bb] no ceilings to our thoughts. _ _
It's a beautiful [G] _ ride.
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_ Macaroons, easy afternoons.
[Bb] Shorty's buck shots under black [D] moons.
Insert the yellow [F] suns, undeveloped ones.
They get hella [Bb]
guns, heat and [D] melanin.
The streets where we [G] from, beats heavy drums.
Wish I could put George [Cm] on the feet of [D] everyone.
Black Kennedy, [F] royalty with black identity.
Leader [Bb] of the freestyle, I go to penitentiaries
and write with the fight of [F] Reverend Wright
from Trinity for [Bb] centuries.
They'll remember me for [D] my similes.
But I'm metaphor more [F] than that.
No matter [Bb] how rich I get, [D] I'ma pour it back.
The jurisdiction of [G] justice.
_ Nonfiction of a hustler's heart.
From dust we start and we must [Dm] embark to [G] pass
and mark the people.
Had our first [Bb] black prayers, I'ma be the sequel.
If I wasn't Kennedy, [F] I'd be a black Kennedy.
Black car, [Bb]
black justice, [Dm] black symmetry.
Raised in the shadow, [G] my family from Tennessee.
I remember me, Reem Dillard, we [Dm] was in the D.
Riding through the city with the [G] top down.
_ [Bb] We ain't got no ceilings to our thoughts now.
[D] _ It's a [G] beautiful ride.
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Riding through the city with the top down.
We ain't got [Bb] no ceilings to [Dm] our thoughts now. _ _
[Gm] It's a beautiful ride.
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