Chords for Tyler,The Creator - Inglorious

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[Ab] Well, [Eb] Tyler, uh, [Bb] it's about that time.
I mean, you're a good [Eb] kid, just misguided.
I mean, so, is there anything [D] else you wanna say before [Gm] we end this?
My father died the day I came out of my mother's [Eb] hole and left a burden on my soul [Bb] until I was old [Dm] enough to understand that the fuckin' faggot didn't like me much.
She [F] loved my mom's ass and pussy, nothing, then she [Fm] said, bring your pops a school day for [Ab] 12 years.
I cheated, told the fuckin' fag to see that he was at a meeting [Eb] and bring that dude to life that he wasn't at the [Cm] meeting.
Made a U-turn on the weather like a fuckin' mobster.
[Gm] Birthday's Christmas, my only fuckin' [Eb] wish was for CDs and a [Bb] new fit.
Instead, I got [Dm] some CDs, I hated some [Cm] riddlin'.
At 12 [Dm] o'clock, I was hyper cause I ain't gettin' [F] attention from my home pop.
Cops say I'm supposed to be, the jails [Ab] say they don't notice me.
The tits would say that niggas with no fathers ain't gon' see [Eb] shit.
Well, I guess I had one cause nigga, I'm here, [Cm] you smell that?
That's the odor of success, [Gm] bitch.
[Bb] I know I'm not the only grad student.
So I'mma leave you some of this next part.
Stick with me, niggas.
[Gm]
Fuck you, [Ab] I'm through.
Fuck you, I'm graduating without you.
I'm through, fuck you, I'm here.
Dancing, I'm through.
Fuck you, I'm through.
You got to go home and eat, [Fm] dick nigga.
[Gm] Father's Day was the worst when [Bb] it came to gifts cause I ain't know for who or what the fuck to get.
Now my [F] mama mentioned it the day before [Gm] she went live.
Cause [Dm] she's playing both roles like her occupation [F] was dyke fuckin' work.
[Fm] I ain't look up to Obama [Ab] and Nixon, no.
I look up to the Eagles and Jacksons.
The leaders in [Eb] the vision rap about the shit they cookin' and [Cm] the kitchen.
Some keys like them niggas that was braggin' on them.
My [Gm] father never seen me.
The nigga probably [Eb] seen me.
He bought me a hoodie, I'm out.
[Bb] Like I was gonna [Dm] make him for the years [Gm] and the tears and [Dm] the money that my mama spent on rent and clothes.
You fuckin' [Fm] dipped out.
I swear to God if I see you, [Ab] I'mma get out.
The M16, I'm not a fuckin' clickback.
The M16, [Eb] you let your dick death exist.
[Cm] And I don't give a fuck you, father likes.
[Bb] I'm good.
He ain't give a fuck about me.
He ain't give a fuck about you.
He ain't give a fuck about me.
Let the fucker go [Gm] and do the [Ab] fuck you.
I'm through, fuck you.
I graduated without you.
I'm through, fuck you.
I'm through, and say I'm through.
I'm through, and say I'm through.
I'm through, [Fm] and say [F] I'm through.
I'm through, and say I'm through.
The cold is nice and I'm not talkin' bout the weather.
The skin is thick, no need for leather.
Your father called, he said you're better without him.
[Bb] I'm not the only fuck without them.
How to tie a tie and how to get your suit hemmed up.
Take [A] it to the shop, [E] then what?
Fuck it, mama's proud of her asthmatic.
Then fuck luck on my brim.
Sup clean keeps me warm when the cold blood [Ebm] swarms in my veins.
Fuck rain in the summer.
[Gm]
The bummer is the fact that I'm black and I hang [Eb] with white neos who's never been real.
Not a [F] counselor is trying to tell me that I'm evil.
She don't give a fuck.
D-Lo, where's the trigger?
I let this bullet play hero.
[Fm] [Ab]
The fucker.
[Eb] Fuck that.
I ain't [Cm] deserve this.
[G] [Eb]
[C]
[Ab]
[Gb] Bang,
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[Ab] _ Well, [Eb] Tyler, uh, [Bb] it's about that time.
I mean, you're a good [Eb] kid, just misguided.
_ _ _ I mean, so, is there anything [D] else you wanna say before [Gm] we end this?
My father died the day I came out of my mother's [Eb] hole and left a burden on my soul [Bb] until I was old [Dm] enough to understand that the fuckin' faggot didn't like me much.
She [F] loved my mom's ass and pussy, nothing, then she [Fm] said, bring your pops a school day for [Ab] 12 years.
I cheated, told the fuckin' fag to see that he was at a meeting [Eb] and bring that dude to life that he wasn't at the [Cm] meeting.
Made a U-turn on the weather like a fuckin' mobster. _
[Gm] _ Birthday's Christmas, my only fuckin' [Eb] wish was for CDs and a [Bb] new fit.
Instead, I got [Dm] some CDs, I hated some [Cm] riddlin'.
At 12 [Dm] o'clock, I was hyper cause I ain't gettin' [F] attention from my home pop.
Cops say I'm supposed to be, the jails [Ab] say they don't notice me.
The tits would say that niggas with no fathers ain't gon' see [Eb] shit.
Well, I guess I had one cause nigga, I'm here, [Cm] you smell that?
That's the odor of success, [Gm] bitch.
_ [Bb] I know I'm not the only grad student.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
So I'mma leave you some of this _ next part.
Stick with me, niggas.
[Gm]
Fuck you, [Ab] I'm through.
Fuck you, I'm graduating without you.
I'm through, fuck you, I'm here.
Dancing, I'm through.
Fuck you, I'm through.
You got to go home and eat, [Fm] dick nigga. _
[Gm] _ Father's Day was the worst when [Bb] it came to gifts cause I ain't know for who or what the fuck to get.
Now my [F] mama mentioned it the day before [Gm] she went live.
Cause [Dm] she's playing both roles like her occupation [F] was dyke fuckin' work.
[Fm] I ain't look up to Obama [Ab] and Nixon, no.
I look up to the Eagles and Jacksons.
The leaders in [Eb] the vision rap about the shit they cookin' and [Cm] the kitchen.
Some keys like them niggas that was braggin' on them.
My [Gm] father never seen me.
The nigga probably [Eb] seen me.
He bought me a hoodie, I'm out.
[Bb] Like I was gonna [Dm] make him for the years [Gm] and the tears and [Dm] the money that my mama spent on rent and clothes.
You fuckin' [Fm] dipped out.
I swear to God if I see you, [Ab] I'mma get out.
The M16, I'm not a fuckin' clickback.
The M16, [Eb] you let your dick death exist.
[Cm] And I don't give a fuck you, _ father likes.
[Bb] I'm good.
He ain't give a fuck about me.
_ He ain't give a fuck about you.
_ He ain't give a fuck about me.
_ Let the fucker go [Gm] and do the [Ab] fuck you.
I'm through, fuck you.
I graduated without you.
I'm through, fuck you.
I'm through, and say I'm through.
_ I'm through, and say I'm through.
I'm through, _ [Fm] and say [F] I'm through.
I'm through, and say I'm through.
The cold is nice and I'm not talkin' bout the weather.
The skin is thick, no need for leather.
Your father called, he said you're better without him.
[Bb] I'm not the only fuck without them.
How to tie a tie and how to get your suit hemmed up.
Take [A] it to the shop, [E] then what?
Fuck it, mama's proud of her asthmatic.
Then fuck luck on my brim.
Sup clean keeps me warm when the cold blood [Ebm] swarms in my veins.
Fuck rain in the summer.
[Gm]
The bummer is the fact that I'm black and I hang [Eb] with white neos who's never been real.
Not a [F] counselor is trying to tell me that I'm evil.
She don't give a fuck.
D-Lo, where's the trigger?
I let this bullet play hero.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
The fucker. _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ Fuck that.
_ I ain't [Cm] deserve this.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] Bang,

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