Mereba – Black Truck (Extended Version) Chords

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_ _ I've been through the fire _ _ I've felt embers down my spine
_ And I've said, world, would you please have some mercy on me?
_ _ _ Oh, could you please lift your curse that's on me?
You say, you always did
Like it the hard way
Since you was a kid
_ Look at the scars on your legs
You _ _ _ _ keep choosing the wild road _
I'm _ _ _ _ not starving
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a matte all black truck
Oh, I'm not starving
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a all black truck _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'ma [D#m] push me a all [F#] black truck _ _ _
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I'ma push me a matte all black truck
I've been through the storm _
_ _ I've heard the news in my heart
_ _ And I've said, world, would you please shine a light upon me?
_ _ _ Oh, would you show me a sign you love me?
You say, you always did
_ Like it the hard way
Since you was a kid
Time after time _ again
You _ _ keep choosing the wild road
I'm [D#m] _ _ _ [F#] _ not starving
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
I'ma push me a matte all black truck
Oh, I'm not starving
Stay sick cause I follow my gut
They say I was pushing my luck
[D#m] I'ma push me a all black [F#] truck _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I'ma [D#m] push me a all black [F#] truck
_ [D#m] [F#] I'ma _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
push me a matte all black truck
Obstacles I out, gotta watch em, I keep my opticals up
Cause every soldier stay strapped up in the clutch
And I don't mean toting tools, no I got different weapons
Like a 9 in my mind, a 10 in my intellect
Then I aim it at anybody that's threatening my scent
When I say shit, it's like the kid that still call me by my pet name
Maybe you don't gotta guess, I lived it to express
Ain't no need to stress, just keep a vest over your chest
Meaning don't be taking bullet wounds
That keep you in your room feeling less than impressed
Just keep it cool, painting up the city with my hue
Ooh, they like it, they say ooh ooh
Plus I stay true despite what you do
And I keep my feet down, my head up, my cuckoo
I remember settlers like you know you cuckoo
Never been a settler, high tides are more like my ride
Either that or a matte black truck like Alexis from my papa
Rest in peace my papa, keep eye out for baby daughter
My spirit so shut, it pew pew, so I even bother
You got a lot of nerve, but my fuse is much shorter
Ha ha ha, [B] I'll cut you off like my [F#] old split ends
Yeah, didn't sound like the phoenix again
And Venus said keep them barred up so I'm back to the pen
And I got visions in my mind, like Steve Lynn
Mr.
Morris been singing choruses for my long lost kin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah _ _
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