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Albums:

Never Never Never/Good, Bad But Beautiful (Shirley Bassey) · Never, Never, Never (Shirley Bassey) · Minus the Machine (10 Years) · Minus Exitus (Dark Age) · Minus Exitus [Bonus Track] (Dark Age) · F-Minus (F-Minus) · Minus Exitus [Bonus Track] [Bonus DVD] (Dark Age) · The Minus 5 (The Minus 5) · Minus All (Imperative Reaction) · Minus the Machine (10 Years) – and 90 other albums »


F
I was led to  believe I would never fit in
             F   C         F
You've given me  my second wind 
             Dm   Am       Gm  C
is advised

It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my f***ing mind!
Yeah, it blows my f***ing mind!
huah!
A$AP get like me
Never met a mother f***er fresh like me
All these motherf***ers wanna dress like me
Put the chrome to your dome make you Sweat
pouring out your hair
N****, any-f***ing-time, n****, any-f***ing-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you f*** with me, it's a must,
(F9)re(G)member

CHORUS
(C)there will never be another (E7)you another me 

another (Am)life for us to live to give each (F)other

all we give(G)(Am)(C
that red s*** pourin out your hair
N****, any f***in time n****, any f***in where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f*** with me it's
Ah yeah, yo! 
This song is dedicated to all the happy people 
All the happy people 
That have real nice lives 

That have now idea what's it
Am
Forgiveness is a word I want to live by
F              G                C
Lovin' you is a word to make it right
G                 C         D
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers

Just because my tone
that red s*** pourin out your hair
N****, any f***in time n****, any f***in where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f*** with me it's
it's sort of, an addiction,
Magnetized by the mixing

E-F-F-E-C-T 
A smooth operator operating correctly
E-F-F-E-C-T 
A smooth operator operating
pouring out your hair
N****, any-f***ing-time, n****, any-f***ing-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you f*** with me, it's a must,
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Capo at 2 see f see am see f am g
See f am see f am g
Nothing can be further removed, not everybody wants to be soothed ooooh
D see am d g see
All my exes live in Texas like I’m George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where
Tuition is handled by some random n**** that live in Atlanta
That
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where
Tuition is handled by some random n**** that live in Atlanta
That
â?? Music by DONOVAN LEITCH)


Guitar : F-see
F-see Em/b
F-see
Em/B-D7-G

G7-see
F-see
F-see
Em/B-D7-see
back
But by hook or by crook I will
Hey! Hey!

Be my toy
Come on have a bet
We live on blood
We are Sparta F.C.

Hey! Hey!
We have to pay for
I'm still by myself
          C              C7          F
When will it be over  oh darling you know
                 C           G7            C
My
Man they might as well be from another universe

F see f see
I'd like to live in one world or another
F see bb f
Baby one world or another would almost
to chart a course
Never before seen

Turning raw compassion
Into fields of plus and minus
One by one we all give in

The gray race shrivels
Trapped inside
to bend
G a
Until by the end it's a nightmare

Bm e a f#m
I'm gonna give all I've got to give
A f#m c g a
Cross my heart, and I hope to live

I
my live niggas hit up at your door, let's go)
(Front to the back door, say) We F'd up!
(Chicago, Philly, San Diego) We F'd up!
(Brooklyn, Saint
run the streets, a young runaway, live for today
When he died, I could hear him say, c'mon..

Time goes by, puffin on lye
Hopin' that it gets me
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G 
And check out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G 
And check out the man he goes by the name of er

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady