Chords for Wyclef Jean Ft. Mary J Blige-911

_ _ [E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [B] _ _
[E] _ _ [Em] _ I [Bm] want you to know _
[A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[E] _ _ [Em] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[Am] that I love you.
_ [G] _ _ _
[Em] And no matter how tough it gets, I want you to know that I love you.
And no matter how tough I would have [B] been, [Bm] only to you [A] I would [Am] reveal my tears.
[G] _ _ [Bm] _
[Em] You tell the police I ain't home tonight.
[Bm] _ Messing around with you [A] is gonna [Am] get me lied.
_ [G] _ _ _
[Em] But when I look into your eyes, _ [B] man, who [Am] would that sacrifice?
_ [G] _ _ [Bm] _
[Em] If this is the kind of love that my mom used [Bm] to warn me about, man, [Am] I'm in trouble.
I'm in [G] real big trouble.
[Bm] _
[Em] If this is the kind of love that the old folks [Bm] used to warn me about, man, [Am] I'm in trouble.
I'm in [G] real big trouble.
I need [Bm] y'all to do me a favor.
[Em] _ Someone please call [Bm] 911. _
[Am] Pick up the phone, yo.
Tell them I just [G] been shot down.
And the bullets [Em] in my heart, man, it pierced [Bm] into my soul. _ _
[Am] Ludge.
Feel my body [G] getting cold.
[Bm] _ _
[Em] _ Someone please call [Bm] 911. _ _
[Am] The alleged [G] assailant is my [Em] employee.
And she shot me [Bm] through my soul. _
[A] _ [Am] Feel my body [G] getting cold.
[Bm] So [Em] cold.
Sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner.
_ [Bm] _ I think I'm trapped [Am] here for a while.
[G] But I'm always right here with you, girl.
[Em] And every breath I fight to take.
[Bm] _ _ In this [Am] heart of these four walls, I wanna_
[G] _ _ [Bm] _
[Em] I call the cops, it wasn't getting nice.
[Bm] _ Messing around with me [A] is gonna [Am] get you in line.
[G] Oh yeah, yeah.
[Em] But every time I look into your [Bm] _ eyes, man, it's [A] worth the [Am] sacrifice.
_ _ [G] If [Bm] _
[Em] this is the kind of love that your mom used to [Bm] warn you about,
Mary, [Am] you're in trouble.
I'm in real big trouble.
You're in [G] real big trouble.
Lord knows I'm in trouble.
[Em] If this is the kind of love that the old bitch [Bm] used to warn me about, man,
Mary, _ [Am] I'm in trouble.
I'm in real big trouble.
I'm in [G] real big trouble.
[Bm] You got anything to say, girl?
[Em] _ Someone please call [Bm] 911. _ _
[A] Pick up the [Am] phone.
Tell them I just [G] got shot down.
Well, I'm a martyr, [Em] shot down.
And it's piercing [Bm] through my soul. _
[A] I'm losing [Am] blood, girl.
Feel my body [G] getting cold.
[B] _ _
[Em] _ Someone please call [Bm] 911.
Can you do that for [Am] me?
The election [G] is selling.
Where's my [Em] foot, boy?
And she shot me [Bm] through my soul.
And he shot me [Am] through my soul.
Feel my body getting cold.
[G] He didn't care, [Bm] he didn't worry, he [Em] didn't wonder.
You are clever, Mary, [Bm] thank you, God.
I feel you, [Am] God.
I understand.
[G] Can you do it?
Will you do it?
Will you [Em] do it?
Do you do it?
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _