Chords for Kendrick Lamar - XXX (Lyrics) feat. U2

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America, _ [F] _ [G] God bless you if [Cm] it's good to you.
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America, please take [Ab] my hand.
_ [Fm] _ _ Can you help me [N] understand? _ _
We're all steak of the octa, a pool full of sharks, here take it.
_ [A] Leave them in the wilderness where the swan nemesis, he'll make it.
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Take the gratitude from him, I bet he show you something more.
_ _ I [E] chip a nigga a little [F] bit of nothing.
[E] I chip a nigga a [A] little bit of nothing.
I chip a [F] nigga _ _ [E] _
[F] then throw the blower in his lap, walk myself to the court [G] like, bitch I did that, X-rated. _ _
Johnny don't wanna go to school no [Ab] more, no more.
[D] _ _ _ Johnny said books ain't cool no more. _ _ _
_ Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin.
Johnny called the body yesterday [Am] out hustling.
God bless America, you know we all love him.
Yesterday [Eb] I got a call like from my dog like one on one.
Said they killed his only son because [F] of insufficient funds.
He was sobbing, he was mobbing, way belligerent and drunk.
Talking out and said philosophy, been on what the Lord had done.
He said, [G] kid I can't you pay for me, it been a fuck to pay for me.
I know that you anointed, [C] show me how to overcome.
He was looking for some closure, hoping I can [Em] bring him closer to the spiritual.
My spirit do no better, but I [N] told him I can sugar coat the answer for you.
This is how I feel, if somebody killed my son that means somebody getting killed.
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty and passion love.
All the memories collected, moments you can never touch.
[D] I went in front of niggas, fighting, watching me hit it black.
I catch a nigga leaving service if that's all I got.
I chop a nigga then throw the blower in his lap.
Walk myself to the court like, bitch I did that.
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by [G] a coward.
I need you to keep your peace, don't you fuck up.
One of the hours it be murder in [C] the street.
If he bites in the hour, ghetto burglary on the street.
Paramedics on the dial.
Let [Abm] somebody touch my mama, touch my sister, touch my woman, [D] touch my daddy, touch my niece,
touch my nephew, touch my brother.
You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap.
Matter of fact, I'm about to [G] speak at this convention, call [Em] you back. _
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[B] It's not a [A] place.
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This [Dm] country is to [Em] be a sound [Am] of drum and [A] bass.
You [Dm] close your eyes to [Em] the chorus.
Hail Mary, [Am] _ Jesus and [A] Joseph.
The great American [Dm] flag is wrapped in drag with [Em] explosives.
Composed of [Am] disorder, sons and daughters.
[A] Barricading blacks and [Dm] borders.
Look what you taught us.
[Em] It's murder on my street, [Am] your street, back streets, [A] Wall Street.
Corporate offices, [Am] banks, employees and [Em] bosses with homicidal [Am] thoughts.
Donald Trump's in [A] office.
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt [Em] him again.
But is America honest [Am] or do we bask in sin?
[A] Pass the gin.
You mix it with American blood [Em] then bash your men.
You're [Am] crippling or you're married to [B] blood.
I'll ask again.
[Dm] Oops, accident.
[Em] It's nasty when you [D] set us up then roll a dice to [Em] bed us up.
You overnight big rifles then tell Fox to be scared of us.
Gang members are terrorists, etc, [C] etc.
America's [Em] reflections of me.
That's what America does.
[B] It's not a _ [A] place.
[Am] This country [Dm] is to [Em] be a sound of [B] drum and bass.
You close [Dm] your eyes to the [A] chorus.
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