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Otherside ukulele

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Chorus:

Am              F       
  Oh girl, this boat is sinking,
G                Am
  There's no sea left for me,
Am            F  
  And how the sky gets heavy
G  
  When you are underneath it
  Am   F             G            Am
  Oh I want to sail away from here
      F
  And God
          F    
  He came down down down down down down down down
      F
  And said
  E
  Nothing


Verse: 

Am                                   
  He rolled up asked him what he was sippin' on
F  
  Said lean, you wanna hit it dawg?
G
  That's the same stuff Weezy sippin' huh?
Am
  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard
Am
  Yep yep he had 5 up on
F
  When he passed him that Styrofoam
G
  The Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before
  
  Finally got to see what all the hype was on
              Am
  And then he took a sip sittin' in the Lincoln
F
  Thinking he was pimpin' as he listened to the system
G                                                     Am
  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass
                                      
  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum
F
  Hot box let the bass bump
  
  Take it to face, gulp
F
  Months later the use went up
  
  And every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff
F
  But Goddamn he loved that feeling
  
  Purple rain coated in the throat
          E
  Just so healin'
  
  Medicine alleviate the sickness
  
  Liquid to fix and it comes with a cost
  Am
  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'
F 
  Trying to escape the skin that barley fit him
  G                                            Am
  Gone, get another bottle just get a couple swallows headed towards the bottom
  
  Couldn't get off it
Am
  Didn't even think he had a problem
F
  Though he couldn't sleep without getting nauseous
G
  Room spinnin'
  
  Thinking he might of sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup
Am
  His eyelids closed shut
F
  Sat back in the chair
  
  Clutching that cup
G                                              Am
  Girlfriend came and a couple of hours later said his name
  
  Shook him, but he never got up
F
  Never got up, never got up
F 
  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us
F                               E
 It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us

 Nah, it won't be us

[Chorus]

Am
  And he just wanted to act like them
F
  He just wanted to rap like him
G                                  Am
  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects we have on these kids
Am
  Blunt passed
                F
  Ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds
G
  The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived
Am
  Surprise, you know the drill
F
  Trapped in a box declined record sales
G
  Follow the formula
                          Am 
  Violence, drugs and sex sells
  
  So we try to sound like someone else
F
  This is not Californication

  There's no way to glorify this pavement
F
  Syrup, percocet, and an eighth day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant
G
  Despite how Lil Wayne lives
  
  It's not conducive to being creative
E
  And I know cause he's my favorite
  
  And I know cause I was off that same mix
Am                            F
  Rationalize the shit that I try after I listen to dedication
G
  But he's an alien
              Am
  I sip that shit pass out or play PlayStation
Am 
  Months later I'm in the same place
F
  No music made, feeling like a failure
G
  And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents basement
Am
  I've seen my peoples dreams die
F
  I see what they can be denied
G
  And "weeds not a drug" that's denial

  Groundhog day life repeat each time
Am
  I've seen Oxycontin take 3 lives
F
  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes
G                                         Am
  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside

  Cheatin' and lyin'
             Am
  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind
               F
  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside
G
  Broken, hopeless, headed no where
  Am
  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplyin'
F
  That rush, that drug, that dope
  
  Those pills, that crumb, that roach
F
  Thinkin' I would never do that
  
  Not that drug
  
  Growin' up nobody ever does
F
  Until you're stuck lookin' in the mirror
  
  Like I can't believe what I've become
F
  Swore I was gonna be someone
  
  And growin' up everyone always does
F
  We sell our dreams and our potential to escape through that buzz
E
  Just keep me up, keep me up
  
  Hollywood here we come

            
            
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Blochead488 41 Sep 26, 2013 01:48 PM

E minor instead of E major, other than that you are spot on.

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