Chords for e-dubble - Grounded (Freestyle Friday #31)
Tempo:
75.025 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
C
Dm
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bbm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [Bb] I'm not special but I know about [F] depression, been making [C] music for 10 years, [Bb] what's your question?
Yes it's stressful but I'm not the [F] esoteric type,
[Bb] Moe Derek, keep [C] the volume till [Bb] I'm paralyzed,
Hot 10 you can fuck [F] that then, never hold my breath,
I'm a dying long [Bb] leviathan, my girl [F] would play bluegrass [C] before my shit,
But [Dm] it's cool cause I don't respect [Bb] an ass kiss,
Whatever [F] comes up must [C] come out, Well the Ali [Dm] probably doesn't like [Bb] my style,
But [F] I'm feeling his, what up [C] to rhymesayers, [Dm] Black Paisley respects your [Bb] fucking grime
players, And [F] we awkward a little [C] like Alito-wise,
But those [Dm] who listen closely can [Bb] read between the lines,
I drink in [F] my cup so I'm ready for [C] whatever, Gotta put my [Dm] time in so [Bb] I'm bout to pull a
lever, No time [F] like a president, I'm gonna live
[C] forever, Tired of [Dm] being tied, never hear me [Bb] say never,
With our hands to [F] the sky, and my head in the clouds,
I'm [C] trying to [Dm] get high, [Bb] Never wanna come down,
My feet on the ground, [F] even though I [C] feel fly,
Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
[Bb] I feel like music [F] can be electric, Based [C] on that I'll bet this,
My hurt [Dm] and pain are second string when [Bb] playing Byron language,
I make [F] this music for my people who [C] use it exactly for the [Dm] same reason I do,
I'm still [Bb] trying to get through, Like [F] half the population,
The same [C] old rocking waiting, Marilyn [Dm] crabs inside the buckets [Bb] trying to
stop the hating, The [F] pain is thick and dense and that just
has [C] me mocking Satan, As [D] if I believed in anything but [Bb] the ones
who made me, And saved [Dm] me,
Got friends and family in [C] my music, And to me they [Dm] equal God,
So you keep your [Bb] funny ruses, Amused by [F] all the ignorance displayed in
our [C] community, Not really cool [Dm] to talk about,
But fuck it, [Bb] that's what's true to me, What's new to me,
[F] Not much homeboy, Wrote pretty hard letters for the sensory,
[C] Learned a few [Dm] things, Forgot a bunch more,
Hence why I spit [Bb] for the memories, No bench for me,
[F] I'm 18, here on out, So go ahead and just clear on out,
[C] You can try to play tough, But you know you smell [Dm] like a little egg
here [Bb] on trout, I'm off of it and [F] back on again,
Never read much [C] Kurt Vonnegut, But I should have,
Cause [Dm] that would have probably helped me with [Bb] my pondering,
Like a ponder with your [F] fond promising, Communicate with no [C] admonishment,
Eye to eye, [Dm] You don't need an icon to tell you that [Bb] it's
time to win, Got my drink in [Dm] my cup,
So I'm ready for whatever, [C] Gotta put my [Dm] time in,
[Bb] So I'm bout to pull the lever, No time [F] like a president,
I'm gonna live forever, Tired of [Dm] being tired,
Never hear me [Bb] say never, With the hands of the sky,
[F] In my head [C] in the clouds, I'm trying to [Dm] get high,
Never wanna [Bb] come down, Feet [Dm] on the ground,
Even though I [C] feel fly, Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
[F] Yeah, [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Cm] [Bb] [F] I dropped my mustang, But [C] definitely wish I was a better [Dm] take the floor,
Oh, [Bb] No [F] worries, Cause the drink's in [C] my cup,
And I'm never [F] gonna spill, No,
[Bb] Got the windows [F] down, And the music [Am] turned up,
We're in some [Dm] blue shit, But we don't [Bb] give a fuck,
Cause it's got a [F] good beat, And we [C] already drunk,
[C] [Bb] I'm not special but I know about [F] depression, been making [C] music for 10 years, [Bb] what's your question?
Yes it's stressful but I'm not the [F] esoteric type,
[Bb] Moe Derek, keep [C] the volume till [Bb] I'm paralyzed,
Hot 10 you can fuck [F] that then, never hold my breath,
I'm a dying long [Bb] leviathan, my girl [F] would play bluegrass [C] before my shit,
But [Dm] it's cool cause I don't respect [Bb] an ass kiss,
Whatever [F] comes up must [C] come out, Well the Ali [Dm] probably doesn't like [Bb] my style,
But [F] I'm feeling his, what up [C] to rhymesayers, [Dm] Black Paisley respects your [Bb] fucking grime
players, And [F] we awkward a little [C] like Alito-wise,
But those [Dm] who listen closely can [Bb] read between the lines,
I drink in [F] my cup so I'm ready for [C] whatever, Gotta put my [Dm] time in so [Bb] I'm bout to pull a
lever, No time [F] like a president, I'm gonna live
[C] forever, Tired of [Dm] being tied, never hear me [Bb] say never,
With our hands to [F] the sky, and my head in the clouds,
I'm [C] trying to [Dm] get high, [Bb] Never wanna come down,
My feet on the ground, [F] even though I [C] feel fly,
Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
[Bb] I feel like music [F] can be electric, Based [C] on that I'll bet this,
My hurt [Dm] and pain are second string when [Bb] playing Byron language,
I make [F] this music for my people who [C] use it exactly for the [Dm] same reason I do,
I'm still [Bb] trying to get through, Like [F] half the population,
The same [C] old rocking waiting, Marilyn [Dm] crabs inside the buckets [Bb] trying to
stop the hating, The [F] pain is thick and dense and that just
has [C] me mocking Satan, As [D] if I believed in anything but [Bb] the ones
who made me, And saved [Dm] me,
Got friends and family in [C] my music, And to me they [Dm] equal God,
So you keep your [Bb] funny ruses, Amused by [F] all the ignorance displayed in
our [C] community, Not really cool [Dm] to talk about,
But fuck it, [Bb] that's what's true to me, What's new to me,
[F] Not much homeboy, Wrote pretty hard letters for the sensory,
[C] Learned a few [Dm] things, Forgot a bunch more,
Hence why I spit [Bb] for the memories, No bench for me,
[F] I'm 18, here on out, So go ahead and just clear on out,
[C] You can try to play tough, But you know you smell [Dm] like a little egg
here [Bb] on trout, I'm off of it and [F] back on again,
Never read much [C] Kurt Vonnegut, But I should have,
Cause [Dm] that would have probably helped me with [Bb] my pondering,
Like a ponder with your [F] fond promising, Communicate with no [C] admonishment,
Eye to eye, [Dm] You don't need an icon to tell you that [Bb] it's
time to win, Got my drink in [Dm] my cup,
So I'm ready for whatever, [C] Gotta put my [Dm] time in,
[Bb] So I'm bout to pull the lever, No time [F] like a president,
I'm gonna live forever, Tired of [Dm] being tired,
Never hear me [Bb] say never, With the hands of the sky,
[F] In my head [C] in the clouds, I'm trying to [Dm] get high,
Never wanna [Bb] come down, Feet [Dm] on the ground,
Even though I [C] feel fly, Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
[F] Yeah, [C]
[Dm] [C]
[Cm] [Bb] [F] I dropped my mustang, But [C] definitely wish I was a better [Dm] take the floor,
Oh, [Bb] No [F] worries, Cause the drink's in [C] my cup,
And I'm never [F] gonna spill, No,
[Bb] Got the windows [F] down, And the music [Am] turned up,
We're in some [Dm] blue shit, But we don't [Bb] give a fuck,
Cause it's got a [F] good beat, And we [C] already drunk,
Key:
Bb
F
C
Dm
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Bb
F
C
[Bbm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [Bb] I'm not special but I know about [F] depression, been making [C] music for 10 years, [Bb] what's your question?
Yes it's stressful but I'm not the [F] esoteric type,
[Bb] Moe Derek, keep [C] the volume till [Bb] I'm paralyzed,
Hot 10 you can fuck [F] that then, never hold my breath,
I'm a dying long [Bb] leviathan, my girl [F] would play bluegrass [C] before my shit,
But [Dm] it's cool cause I don't respect [Bb] an ass kiss,
Whatever [F] comes up must [C] come out, Well the Ali [Dm] probably doesn't like [Bb] my style,
But [F] I'm feeling his, what up [C] to rhymesayers, [Dm] Black Paisley respects your [Bb] fucking grime
players, And [F] we awkward a little [C] like Alito-wise,
But those [Dm] who listen closely can [Bb] read between the lines,
I drink in [F] my cup so I'm ready for [C] whatever, Gotta put my [Dm] time in so [Bb] I'm bout to pull a
lever, No time [F] like a president, I'm gonna live
[C] forever, Tired of [Dm] being tied, never hear me [Bb] say never,
With our hands to [F] the sky, and my head in the clouds,
I'm [C] trying to [Dm] get high, [Bb] Never wanna come down,
My feet on the ground, [F] even though I [C] feel fly,
Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
[Bb] I feel like music [F] can be electric, Based [C] on that I'll bet this,
My hurt [Dm] and pain are second string when [Bb] playing Byron language,
I make [F] this music for my people who [C] use it exactly for the [Dm] same reason I do,
I'm still [Bb] trying to get through, Like [F] half the population,
The same [C] old rocking waiting, Marilyn [Dm] crabs inside the buckets [Bb] trying to
stop the hating, The [F] pain is thick and dense and that just
has [C] me mocking Satan, As [D] if I believed in anything but [Bb] the ones
who made me, And saved [Dm] me,
Got friends and family in [C] my music, And to me they [Dm] equal God,
So you keep your [Bb] funny ruses, Amused by [F] all the ignorance displayed in
our [C] community, Not really cool [Dm] to talk about,
But fuck it, [Bb] that's what's true to me, What's new to me,
[F] Not much homeboy, Wrote pretty hard letters for the sensory,
[C] Learned a few [Dm] things, Forgot a bunch more,
Hence why I spit [Bb] for the memories, No bench for me,
[F] I'm 18, here on out, So go ahead and just clear on out,
[C] You can try to play tough, But you know you smell [Dm] like a little egg
here [Bb] on trout, I'm off of it and [F] back on again,
Never read much [C] Kurt Vonnegut, But I should have,
Cause [Dm] that would have probably helped me with [Bb] my pondering,
Like a ponder with your [F] fond promising, Communicate with no [C] admonishment,
Eye to eye, [Dm] You don't need an icon to tell you that [Bb] it's
time to win, Got my drink in [Dm] my cup,
So I'm ready for whatever, [C] Gotta put my [Dm] time in,
[Bb] So I'm bout to pull the lever, No time [F] like a president,
I'm gonna live forever, Tired of [Dm] being tired,
Never hear me [Bb] say never, With the hands of the sky,
[F] In my head [C] in the clouds, I'm trying to [Dm] get high,
Never wanna [Bb] come down, Feet [Dm] on the ground,
Even though I [C] feel fly, Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
_ [F] _ _ Yeah, [C] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ [F] I dropped my mustang, But [C] definitely wish I was a better [Dm] take the floor,
Oh, [Bb] No [F] worries, Cause the drink's in [C] my cup,
And I'm never [F] gonna spill, No,
[Bb] Got the windows [F] down, And the music [Am] turned up,
We're in some [Dm] blue shit, But we don't [Bb] give a fuck,
Cause it's got a [F] good beat, And we [C] already drunk,
_ [C] _ _ [Bb] I'm not special but I know about [F] depression, been making [C] music for 10 years, [Bb] what's your question?
Yes it's stressful but I'm not the [F] esoteric type,
[Bb] Moe Derek, keep [C] the volume till [Bb] I'm paralyzed,
Hot 10 you can fuck [F] that then, never hold my breath,
I'm a dying long [Bb] leviathan, my girl [F] would play bluegrass [C] before my shit,
But [Dm] it's cool cause I don't respect [Bb] an ass kiss,
Whatever [F] comes up must [C] come out, Well the Ali [Dm] probably doesn't like [Bb] my style,
But [F] I'm feeling his, what up [C] to rhymesayers, [Dm] Black Paisley respects your [Bb] fucking grime
players, And [F] we awkward a little [C] like Alito-wise,
But those [Dm] who listen closely can [Bb] read between the lines,
I drink in [F] my cup so I'm ready for [C] whatever, Gotta put my [Dm] time in so [Bb] I'm bout to pull a
lever, No time [F] like a president, I'm gonna live
[C] forever, Tired of [Dm] being tied, never hear me [Bb] say never,
With our hands to [F] the sky, and my head in the clouds,
I'm [C] trying to [Dm] get high, [Bb] Never wanna come down,
My feet on the ground, [F] even though I [C] feel fly,
Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
[Bb] I feel like music [F] can be electric, Based [C] on that I'll bet this,
My hurt [Dm] and pain are second string when [Bb] playing Byron language,
I make [F] this music for my people who [C] use it exactly for the [Dm] same reason I do,
I'm still [Bb] trying to get through, Like [F] half the population,
The same [C] old rocking waiting, Marilyn [Dm] crabs inside the buckets [Bb] trying to
stop the hating, The [F] pain is thick and dense and that just
has [C] me mocking Satan, As [D] if I believed in anything but [Bb] the ones
who made me, And saved [Dm] me,
Got friends and family in [C] my music, And to me they [Dm] equal God,
So you keep your [Bb] funny ruses, Amused by [F] all the ignorance displayed in
our [C] community, Not really cool [Dm] to talk about,
But fuck it, [Bb] that's what's true to me, What's new to me,
[F] Not much homeboy, Wrote pretty hard letters for the sensory,
[C] Learned a few [Dm] things, Forgot a bunch more,
Hence why I spit [Bb] for the memories, No bench for me,
[F] I'm 18, here on out, So go ahead and just clear on out,
[C] You can try to play tough, But you know you smell [Dm] like a little egg
here [Bb] on trout, I'm off of it and [F] back on again,
Never read much [C] Kurt Vonnegut, But I should have,
Cause [Dm] that would have probably helped me with [Bb] my pondering,
Like a ponder with your [F] fond promising, Communicate with no [C] admonishment,
Eye to eye, [Dm] You don't need an icon to tell you that [Bb] it's
time to win, Got my drink in [Dm] my cup,
So I'm ready for whatever, [C] Gotta put my [Dm] time in,
[Bb] So I'm bout to pull the lever, No time [F] like a president,
I'm gonna live forever, Tired of [Dm] being tired,
Never hear me [Bb] say never, With the hands of the sky,
[F] In my head [C] in the clouds, I'm trying to [Dm] get high,
Never wanna [Bb] come down, Feet [Dm] on the ground,
Even though I [C] feel fly, Even at the [Dm] takeoff,
_ [F] _ _ Yeah, [C] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] _ [F] I dropped my mustang, But [C] definitely wish I was a better [Dm] take the floor,
Oh, [Bb] No [F] worries, Cause the drink's in [C] my cup,
And I'm never [F] gonna spill, No,
[Bb] Got the windows [F] down, And the music [Am] turned up,
We're in some [Dm] blue shit, But we don't [Bb] give a fuck,
Cause it's got a [F] good beat, And we [C] already drunk,