Good Lord Chords by Brother Ali

_ _ _ Bismillahirrahmanirrahim
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[Ab] I said the good lord made me what I am and I play this game for keeps
Gotta use what I have to get what I want, oh the dream of God is his [Db] dream
And the good lord made me what I am and I play the hand I'm dealt
And [Abm] sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world is just [Ab] yourself
Best believe that Quran influenced all of my songs
My fans run and tattoo them all on they arms
When [Abm] I travel be there every time I perform
Now look me in my eye and tell me how am I wrong
And who would have thought just giving them the truth from my heart
Both the ugly and the beautiful part
We give them food from thought let them chew it apart
And they'd all crowd around me and my movement would start
And how you gonna hate me for being what God made me
It's not a game I ain't saying it playfully
They relate to the joy and the pain in me
And seeing me make it be watching a slave get free
Holla like Bilal in the tower
Hiya Allen, Filaal, Halaal [Eb] is the power
Give a [Abm] voice to the dream and let it be seen
Hot minutes obscene but Dean recognize teen
So what is it [Ab] Christine when I spit a 16
[Abm] Clean words don't describe the shit that I've seen
But laying in the alley I whisper the Shahada
Bullets fly by from the drive by
So we man Mohammed Mike Pound on [Eb] the podium
Popmaster Kramer work it out on the linoleum
Chappelle bus [Dbm] run he's most F bus run
Mohammed Ali is the greatest of all [Abm] time
I say the good Lord made me what I am
And I play this game for keys
Gotta use what I have to get what I want
All the dreamers got his history
And the good Lord made me what I am
And I play the hand I'm dealt
And sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world
Is just yourself
Some spirits you [Ab] happen when them hands get you clapping
Can you tell me what language do you laugh in
The human reaction of smiles and cries
What [Abm] language are the tears when they falling from your eyes
You've probably seen the sun rise hundreds of times
But let a painter paint it or a poet describe
The very moment where heaven and earth might collide
And God let the breath of life come outside
Satan doubted it angels bow to it
I'm so beautifully human and I'm proud of it
Soul of a soldier heart of a scholar
I wrote this poem with the blood of a martyr
He man Mohammed Mike Pound on the podium
Pop master Faber work it out on the linoleum
[Dbm] Chappelle busts bunnies most F bust rhymes
Mohammed Ali is the greatest of all time
I [Abm] say the good Lord made me what [Ab] I am
And I play this game for keys
Gotta use what I have to get what I want
All the [Ab] dreamers got his history
[Abm] And the good Lord made me what I am
And I play the hand I'm dealt
And sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world
Is just yourself
I say the good Lord made me what I am
And I play [Ab] this game for keys
Gotta [E] use what I have to [Abm] get what I want
All the dreamers got his history
And the good Lord made me what I am
And I play the hand I'm dealt
And sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world
Is just yourself
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_ [B] _ _ lot of cats _ [Dbm]
get up at an [Gb] age around in their early 30s
[Bm] _ And they start to think of like lifetime companionship
[Gb] And that's when they start to meet [Bm] ladies who
Are not too prone to trust anybody
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And they got plenty of history to [Bm] prove to you why they shouldn't trust nobody _ _
_ [Db] I [Gb] didn't know you then when all this stuff was going [B] down
_ _ _ Put them other [G] cats away man