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Hear  the warning heed the cry of a desperate mourning 
Am             Gm    C
For a love gone by  
               F      Bb              F
And I
the day with my old dog Mo
C       A7       Dm   F7
Down an old dirt road
Bb        G             F      Dm
What he's thinking lord I don't know
Bb
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!
like a dove.
F see
They call her by name pretty Peggy-o.

see Am F see
What will your mother think pretty Peggy-o?
See Em Am Em
What will your mother
the day with my old dog Mo
C       A7       Dm   F7
Down an old dirt road
Bb        G             F      Dm
What he's thinking lord I don't know
Bb
the day with my old dog Mo
C       A7       Dm   F7
Down an old dirt road
Bb        G             F      Dm
What he's thinking lord I don't know
Bb
the day with my old dog Mo
C       A7       Dm   F7
Down an old dirt road
Bb        G             F      Dm
What he's thinking lord I don't know
Bb
would [C] read to us [F] from The Fam'ly [C] Bible
And we'd [F] count our many [C] blessings [G7] one by [C] one.

Refrain:
I can [F] see us [Bb] sittin'
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I [F]put on that sweater you [C]gave me
I [Am]woke up in the kitchen a [G]few minutes
I love bad b****es that's my f***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to f*** I got a f***in' problem (True)
I love bad b****es that's my f
things by weight
They either drag you down or they lift you

Repeat chorus (then) bridge
Dm bb f bb
I don't read between the lines I'm not ready for what
'Pac in a slurred, drunken voice:

Ha ha ha, f*** all y'all, f*** all y'all, I don't need nobody
F*** 'em, f*** all y'all

Money gone f
Someday you'll [F] call my name and I won't [Bb] answer
Someday you'll [F] reach for me I won't be [C7] there
For you've grown [F] tired of all
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
Birds fly up as I pull into town
Desert storm as the sun goes down
Park the bike on holy ground
Temple by the store

Temple priests are pretty
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,
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
Wrapped up in blue
Painted by me and [F]you
Some thought it's [Am]changed by the truth
We [G]somehow keep smil[F]ing through
It's all we got
By the time you reached twenty one
See g see f
They said there's nothing like the first love you get boy
G f
They were wrong, oh so wrong,
G f g
They
It's over today 
The heat is gone 
Time is gone 
F for fake 
I feel no wrong 
Hide no wrong 
I love this place 
The lights 
Under this face
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
Well, I no longer can recall
        F                 C
All the times you made me crawl
                                  (F)      G   G7
All
the final say
Hired in, take home all the ones who missed for souvenirs, for their kids to play

Passive resistance! it's all programmed by programmers
tale

Sorry I swore just then
'Cause I know, you hate it
And by the way that cake you baked me
Really sucked but I ate it

'Cause I loved you even
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