Chords for Kendrick Lamar - Ignorance Is Bliss

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_ _ _ I'm [C] a back him down [Am] like Shaq with his black 223 [C] in my hand.
Better pray that this [Am] chopper jam like a radio [B] single man.
Police radio [Am] signal sayin that a 187 land on your corner.
Coroner's come for your mama.
Mama he's dead the next morning.
Hot toast filled up with my homies.
We drinkin smoke marijuana.
Want us to change our ways?
Uh-uh.
You see this game we play come from
uncles that raised me in Compton.
Ask me [C] what I have accomplished.
I don't [Am] know.
I don't have conscience.
I just load up and start dumping.
No enemies.
I'm head hunting.
No [F#] sympathy.
Ain't no love when you in these streets.
Just get something.
Protect [C] your neck cause they coming.
For said [Am] respect split your onion and chop [C] your deck.
Your head tumbling like [F] chipmunk steaks.
Oh.
[Am] _ Cause ignorance is bliss.
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ This the hardest shit you heard from LA this far.
And we this far from a discharge.
But never will I discharge.
We all tryna ball.
And when I got the rock I'll dish off.
Until that day I pistol whip you posers till y'all pissed off.
And pill off in a hooky.
Come back and [G] make these niggas wanna shoot me.
And they bitches [C] wanna salute me or seduce me.
[F] Indubitably I'm too street.
[C] Indubitably I'ma do me [Am] better than your bitch would.
Cause you [C] niggas too weak.
But just give me two [F] weeks and I'm good.
I make [C] the album that'll put a smile on Malcolm McMartin Luther.
Tell God I'm the future for [Am] Heaven's talent.
No terracotta [C] reading.
I'm foreseeing you [Am] niggas vanish.
Not only from [C] the rap game.
I'm including [Am] the planet.
Cat's so [C] watered down.
Clowns can sink [Am] Titanic.
Tie titanium [C] around they neck.
And [F] watch them panic.
Give me respect.
[C] Damn it or get damaged.
Die young corpse identified by your parents.
[Am] Apparently you a parrot.
[C] Marking me in my blueprint.
[Am] But I won't share it.
Just make [C] you cop it.
Then call you a [F#] sheriff.
Stop it.
I'm [Am] hearing the comments.
The critics are calling me conscious.
But [C] truthfully every shooter be [Am] calling me Compton.
So truthfully only calling me Kweli in common.
Proves.
That ignorance is bliss.
Why everybody put your hands up.
_ _ _ And it's still the hardest shit you heard from LA this far.
And I'm this far from a discharge.
They'll never will I discharge.
It's my world.
I grab the [G] universe.
Then play kickball.
And [Am] they wonder why these California earthquakes hit you so hard. _
_ [G] I'm [Am] so cow.
You so card.
Rappers need to go car.
Ghostbusters.
Cause you busters are cats.
But when I go off.
I show up.
To show out.
You show off.
You 100% behind me.
And if you hard then wreck your car.
Then walk up to my crime scene.
I remember being 17.
Wishing someone would sign me.
Now the only way these [G] labels get me back.
Is when they [Am] rewind me.
Backing down bargains.
Backing down bitches.
We go flip her.
When [G] she off that blue dolphin.
You [Am] go tip her.
_ [C] Cause [Am] ignorance is bliss.
[C] _ _ [Am] _ And Willie B I'm a fool on your beats.
I bleed out the speaker.
Ask the speaker that spoke when they didn't speak. _ _ _ _
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