Tom: Fm
Fm A#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
G# C
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
Fm A#m G# C
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
Fm A#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
G# C
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
Fm A#m G# C
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
[Verse 1]
Fm
'98 when I made my first beat tape
A#m
I was trippin', I was thinking I could be great
G#
Four track Tascam in my brief case
C
Back when I would cop my Jordan's straight up outta Eastbay
Fm
I was just 15 with some big dreams
A#m
Big shoes, big heart, no big screen
G#
Big talls, big balls, no fig leaves
C
Double-X-L well before I spit at 16
Fm
I was trippin': I was waiting for the right time
A#m
I was trippin': I was looking for the right place
G#
I was trippin': I was searching for the right words
C
Took a wrong turn, now my head is in the right space
Fm
I was trippin': I was taking all the wrong pills
A#m
I was trippin': I was righting all the wrong wrongs
G#
I was trippin': I was writing all the right songs
C
Looking for a miracle? You're fucking with the right one
[Chorus]
Fm A#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
G# C
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
Fm A#m G# C
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
[Verse 2]
Fm
I guess it started with a big bang, like a gun shot
A#m
When the fall came, and we all stop
G#
Never school for the fools when the sun drops
C
We were having mad fun running from the young cops
Fm
I was on that low brow, thinking too much
A#m
Cynicism hit me early like the cold crush
G#
Did the knowledge until college then I froze up
C
Realize I ain't even working on my post up
Fm
Had a good shot though, with a big chip
A#m
But my shoulders were beholden to that dope shit
G#
I was thinking 'bout rhymes, I was dreaming 'bout beats
C
I was biding my time, I was sowing these seeds
Fm
I was - too cold to know that I ain't old enough
A#m
Too grown to know that I ain't growing up
G#
Two Tones was home so just throw it up
C
Black Paisley is back so just pour it up
[Chorus]
Fm A#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
G# C
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
Fm A#m G# C
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
[Verse 3]
Fm
I am that Two Tone Rebel, Paisley stain
A#m
I got some skin so thick I was made for pain
G#
Never change my name, just check my veins
C
All the Wallace brave hearts, I'm the next to reign
Fm
I'm E-Dubble, powers combine when we troubled
A#m
I still lose grip and shit I still fumble
G#
Always get it back even when I'm off track
C
Cause I'm never off beat and I'm never on whack
Fm
God damn, how the fuck they let me get in
A#m
I just showed up with a couple records looking to spin and
G#
Lookin' to win, my cup been filled with a gin
C
I got the juice now too, still sick with a pen
Fm
And sick with the keys, and sick with my PC
A#m
My beats be off the meat rack fo' sheezy
G#
You see he - love the early arts, you can't see me
C
Two Tone Rebel entrusts you still need me
[Chorus]
Fm A#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
G# C
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
Fm A#m G# C
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
Fm A#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
G# C
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
Fm A#m G# C
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
