Reflection Of Children Coming Up In The Grave Chords by Necro

that you know children
[Db] _ [Dbm] _ coming [Eb] up in the grave
_ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
you know children
[Dbm] _ _ coming [Ab] up in the grave
[Eb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _
my childhood was hood, shit was real
my father [Dbm] was evil, he was a killer already
when he came [Eb] here from Israel
leaving us dead with a stare
until it [Abm] transformed into me putting fear into my fears
that's when the man formed
in the projects we used to be for each [Dbm] other
cause our fucking parents were too ignorant to teach us better
[Eb] i had thoughts on my mind
of killing someone at nine
[Abm] i actually went to do it, lucky for homeboy he backed down at the time
i could have been solo and i'd still flip and get live
[Dbm] a lot of cats were truly bitch
they needed a click to [Eb] survive
me and bill had a rep for fucking d-steps up when they [Abm] stepped
they crept deep like ropes, and would catch you if you flapped
peeking around the projects buildings
to see who's on the [Dbm] bench
might be an enemy, you'd have to blood-drink from the fence
[Eb] only thing we thought we was promised
was dishonest [Abm] careers
beat down and robbed so many people
i had back-harmer for years
got you on children, [Db] _ _ [Dbm] coming up [Eb] in the grave
_ _ [Abm] _ tell em charlie
got you on children
_ [Dbm] _ _ coming up [Eb] in the grave
some [Abm] 83 shit _
controlled by my own rage
my attitude was like [Dbm] whatever
i never got fucked up by a kid my own [Eb] age ever
i was balder, screaming on cats 4 years [Abm] older
i'd take a loss, if bill would regulate him like a soldier
forcing friends to stay out late after 8
[Dbm] walking around the pj's at night as a kid
cause mom's too padded [Eb] to change
playing tackle football on ice or concrete
we did [Abm] what we could
older thots would steal our football like boys in the hood
when i started thugging kids that were rugged became [Dbm] feeble
you could see how they suddenly bitched off when they saw [Eb] evil
growing up on parrots, yet even when innocent
we [Abm] weren't having it
something me and my brother had enough in arrogance
me and my peeps kept it gully, we had enough
[Dbm] one year we made a resolution to take shit from no one
no [Eb] matter what the circumstances
no matter who they were they'd get [Abm] murdered
a lot of people got fucked up over that shit
and they all deserve it
_ _ [Dbm] _ come on up [Eb] in the grave
_ [Abm] some chef boyardee shit
ravioli
_ _ _ _ [Dbm] _ come on up [Eb] in the grave
come on up in the grave
[Abm] come on up in the grave chicken delicious drama everyday
back in the days, moved into the projects at [Dbm] 6
got lost the first day
i felt like a rat in a [Eb] maze
even in public school i hated kids that were squealing
the [Abm] hustle skills i possess now
come from the foundation of drug dealing
used to sit for hours weighing shit on a [Dbm] triple beam
i had cards made up for fiends to beat me
plus [Eb] little schemes
in 5th grade, punching teachers in the [Abm] face
a derelict and oblivious that never clicked with a peaceful face
rock and blue suede, plumbers copped from [Dbm] church
had butyca fades and designs
dipped a [Eb] slivered kid
boosting everything i could in shops
from [Abm] polo to tower records and sets
even when i got caught i wouldn't stop
having cops put loaded guns to my [Dbm] chest
threatening to kill me for no reason
cause the way we [Eb] dressed was fresh
used to love to get a reaction when i'd [Abm] whip out a gun
or a 24 inch machete ready for action
_ _ _ [Dbm] _ come on up [Eb] in the grave
[Abm] come on up in the grave
kangaroos with pockets, lead patents
come on up in [Dbm] _ the grave
come on up [Eb] in the grave
come on up in the grave
guess [Abm] embroidery in 84
milky way habibs
some couch [Dbm] docular shit
roaches in my bed
[Eb] Burger King nutrition, i'm taking you back [Abm] to 81
Farragut road, 5714
Howie, selling weapons at the [Dbm] project
blowgun, butterfly knife
[Eb] some GI Joe shit
_ [Abm] fuck you know about that Nerf footballs
slingshots
kitchen [Dbm] knives, 22380
nine, smoke [Eb] school shit
five [Abm] dollar combination plate solvent robbing pocketbooks
shot the charlie in the [Dbm] bing
repping it
[Eb] reflecting the children
[Abm] you fucking trench in the [E] grave