Kembe X

Voices

Kembe X


Tom: G

 G  Em                                  D
I just want like five Cuban links, and a
 G                         Bm
Make my jacket mink, and a
 Am7                      D
Eat that pussy pink, and a
 G
Got Wolfy on the beat


[Chorus]
 Em
Voices in my head, push me to the edge
                   C      G
I didn't take my meds, smokin' dope instead
                  Em
Backwards niggas spend they whole life tryna wrong rights
                 C                  G
I'm just tryna earn some great days working long nights
  Em
Voices in my head, push me to the edge
                   C      G
Tryna take my peace, so I leave they ass on read
                    Em
Sometimes I feel like a fuckin' rose that ain't grow right
                 C                  G
Make me wonder do they got a heaven for a low life? (Uh)


[Verse 1]
        Em
I am psychotic, fake idiotic

Junior high teacher said I'm retarded
                  D
Think he was mad 'cause I used to argue
                 G
Authority figures hated my logic
        Em
Very few friends, was socially starvin'

Didn't mean shit, was chillin' without 'em
                  D                      G
The ones that I had, I know that they proud

We all from somewhere that's close to the bottom
 Em
My parents was enemies, pops ain't around

But when he was, he fought every mornin'
[Pause]
Granddaddy, uncles was clutchin' the bottle

Still at they mama's, don't get me started
   Em                                Am
My uncle Gary can't stay out of jail

Sellin' that dope, he on the corner
 D                                        G
Rusty got fucked up from smokin' that wet

Still used to read me the scriptures he wanted
 Em
All the time spent by them, why I don't bit my tongue?
 C                        G
I cannot stand fake shit, can't even sit by them
               Em
Learn how to chill on my own, got an idea, lightbulb
      C                        G
If I control myself then I'ma win, I know


[Pre-Chorus]
            Em
Learned my lesson, I gotta learn how to listen
                      C                                G
And focus on how I'm blessed, can't neglect them like CPS
                                Em
I can't let 'em dilute my essence, fluorescence on VVS's
                        C
Niggas wanna see me stress so I leave 'em with unread messages


[Chorus]
                            Em
'Cause these voices in my head, push me to the edge
                    C                  G
I didn't take my meds, smokin' dope instead
                      Em
Backwards niggas spend they whole life tryna wrong rights
                  C                           G
I'm just tryna earn some great days working long nights
 Em
Voices in my head, push me to the edge
              C                              G
Tryna take my peace, so I leave they ass on read
                       Em
Sometimes I feel like a fuckin' rose that ain't grow right
               C                            G
Make me wonder do they got a heaven for a low life? (Uh, Lucy, Lucy)


[Verse 2]
  Em
They say, "A.D.D.," I say, "Oh, not interested"
 D                    G
Told me I'm bipolar, I don't know, you ain't convinced me yet
  Em
Been through major pain, bitch, I'm a soldier like salute
 D                             G
Ain't no bad vibes in my crew, you come wrong, you get the boot
                         Em
Everything come with a price, ain't no work fall overnight
                        C                            G
I can't buy into the hype, workin' hard, my future bright
                      Em                         Am
Used to pop an Addy pill, now it's blunts of chlorophyll
                          D       G
Newton Law, I stay in motion, I'm ahead, I flourish still


[Chorus]
                            Em
'Cause these voices in my head, push me to the edge
                    C                  G
I didn't take my meds, smokin' dope instead
                      Em
Backwards niggas spend they whole life tryna wrong rights
                  C                           G
I'm just tryna earn some great days working long nights
  Em
Voices in my head, push me to the edge
                   C      G
Tryna take my peace, so I leave they ass on read
                    Em
Sometimes I feel like a fuckin' rose that ain't grow right
                 C                  G
Make me wonder do they got a heaven for a low life? (Uh)

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