Cant Truss It chords

by Public Enemy
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Public Enemy - Can't Truss It chords
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Public Enemy - Cant Truss It chords with lyrics

Abm _ _ It started in slave ships.
They were not slave ships.
Gm There are more records of slave ships than one would dream.
It seems inconceivable.
_ Until you reflect it, for 200 years, N ships sailed carrying cargo Abm from slaves.
Non _ -violent.
In the face of the violence that we've been experiencing for the past Cm 400 years,.
it's actually doing our people a disservice.
In fact, N it's a crime.
It's a crime.
Here come the drums.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Here come _ _ the drums.
_ _ _ _ Dbm _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Bass in your face.
_ C _ _ E _ _ .
Fm _ _ _ _ _ _ E _ _ .
_ _ Dbm _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Ebm _ _ _ C _ B _ _ _ Gb _ .
_ _ C _ _ _ Eb _ Bass in _ Bb _ _ your _ _ _ _ _ face.
Bass in your face.
Now I grit my teeth, so here's a song to this song.
About the shape of a snake and a smile that went along with N that.
Can't trust it!.
_ Can't trust it!.
No, no, Bbm no, no!.
Can't trust it!.
_ No, no, no, no!.
Can't trust it!.
No, no, no, no!.
Can't D trust it!.
Kick A it, wick it, round back and forth.
You tell her cause the Eb wickedness Dbm done bite.
Jack with everybody at the Eb body that Dbm sold.
For the liquor and the gold.
D Smacked in the back for the other man Dbm to make What.
_ _ Wicked _ .
Wicked man.
_ That man That man Kick Eb it.
Now the story of chicken E is gory.
No C more rock where they be Dbm docking this boat.
Gb No hope of shackle.
E Lost gang talk about the other hand swinging the rope.
Bb Ten red, white, and blue.
Jack and his crew.
The guys hope to ride the beat down for the vile.
Man to the man, each one sought.
Each one for the terrorized sisters.
And every brother one loved who said it.
I know who Greeny's singing.
The hater taught hate, that's why we gang banging.
Ebm Beware of the hand Dbm when it's coming Ebm from the left side.
Just watch your step.
Can't trust it!.
_ No, no, no, no!.
Can't trust it!.
No, no, no, no!.
Can't trust it!.
_ D Can't trust it!.
_ Can't trust it!
_ _ _ _ _ _ .
I don't.
Can't trust it!.
And I judge everyone, N one by the one.
Look, here come the judge.
Watch the every twerk now.
No sentence me, judge, I ain't.
Hating nothing, nobody.
I Gb can only guess what's happening.
Years ago, we would've Bb been a ship's captain.
Keeping me bruised on the cruise.
While I got the loose husk.
All contact got me laying on my back.
Buried in my own leftover.
When I rolled over, I rolled Ab over on somebody else.
Bloody Bb damn days on the slave B ship.
And I'm Bb falling off.
One, two, three, four, hunnit, and a time.
Blood in a woman is mine.
I'm tripping on spit, feeling pain like my brain being chained.
Still gotta keep with what I got.
It's hot in the day, it's cold in the Ebm night.
I fought, I Bb thrived to survive.
I pray to God to stay alive, my attitude balls inside.
It's that A-T, you think I ever quit.
Still I Gb pray to get my hands around E the neck of the man with the whip.
Ebm Had three months, Bb put the grander label on B my ass.
The sicker Bb farm owned, I'm on a Gb microphone.
Dbm Say I'm 50-55, hard living, we were living here.
Living at the word I've been given.
Heaven's got classifiers and I have none.
I have Bb cause it's all about money.
When Gb it comes, I'mma get mean, I'm getting mine.
Here I am, turning over, Sam.
427 to the year, do you Bb understand.
That's my heart for the building of the land.
Once again, they seen your face.
Got an A-track, Eb getting it G good to E the woods.
So the people keep Gb it, some of that reaction.
To Bb the facts that I can't, C and it's.
And it's stay around, point Dbm to the joint, put the border down.
Go and go and get to the roots, and get Gb it up.
So tell Dbm me, Luke, C then again I got a story.
That's E hotter than a hardcore Ab course.
That's a holocaust I'm talking about, but B what's still going on.
I don't wear a bum, not some ditty.
Come from the Bb basement of the land.
The place of the charm, invaded by the wack, shitty wack.
It Ebm fooled the black, G it looked so C faded.
King and Chief probably Bb had a big beef.
The cause of that now, I get my teeth sold.
Hear the song, toot it and stroll about the shake of the snake.
And a smile went along with that.
Get dressed in, B we'll watch your step, boy.
N Get dressed in, Gb watch your step, boy.
Get B dressed in, on the deck, boy.
Get dressed in, we ain't playing, boy.
E Get dressed in, Bbm that's right, boy, wait a minute.
Get B dressed in, wait a minute, you should visit.
Get dressed in, get dressed in _ .
Get dressed in, _ _ N _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ Db _ .
_ _ Gb slightly lighter.
Get dressed in, _ .
_ _ _ _ N get dressed in.
Get dressed in, come on.
Get dressed in, we the mail.
Get dressed in, _ _ get dressed Gb in.
We got the stuff, boy!
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Get dressed!
Come on!
.
Dbm Get B dressed!.
We Gb got the stuff, boy!.
Get dressed!.
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Song KeyG#m 
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