Chords for Thought Process - Goodie Mob and Outkast

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_ _ [F] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Am] _ _ _ I'm not [D] _ [Em] really a living lavish yet, but you can bet that when I do, nobody from my crew
will [Am] I forget.
If I start to get larger, come up on some chains, I won't change.
Everybody know that [Em] damn, it's not the same everyday life can be different.
These [E] laws got me rented a bra because I follow [Am] them.
So I still be saying the fact that it's gonna make a me each and every day as I comb my city [E] streets.
Sometimes I wish I never had been a part of this mess, because the [Em] system got us fucked up.
[Am] They put us to the test, women and [E] men.
If you black, you in.
Food [A] for the soul.
Listen to what I [E] tell you, it don't matter young or old.
It's time we look up and do like we supposed.
We killing each other [Am] over this bullshit and some clothes.
We shut up in this world society with no place else [Em] to go.
So how [B] you feel?
Must straight, must irritated.
Sometimes [Am] I don't know myself.
I be too numb.
[E] Feel something [G] sometimes.
So I dig deep.
[B] Get in the Cherokee.
Let my mind fly free into the wilderness [Am] so I can get this shit off my mind.
That's why I be smoking that thing [Em] sometimes.
It keep me from snapping.
Keeps me calm.
It [F#m] keeps my mind open.
It keeps me [Am] fun.
The what I gots to do.
I finish [A] studio to get my old bird back on [Em] the feet.
And my little two [E] bro in Statesboro.
And my little two girls Mark Wayne.
All my folk [Am] that hang with me when I was out in the drought.
Or when I was going through what I ever saw.
Only God [E] knows what I go through.
So I get down on my knees.
Sometimes I come home too hot [F] to pray.
But I get on my bed, [E] lay on my back and meditate.
Anyway, when it's silly [Em] to fall off, it's like cell therapy.
[B] I got nothing to do but write about my [Am] L-I-F-E.
Put it down on paper.
Plan.
[E] I live for today, motherfucker, [B] another hour.
It might be sour, never know my day, so I pray it in the [Am] shower.
Look up and thank the Lord for forgiveness.
I witnessed the bad, I'm looking for good.
In the [Em] Southwest, my best, my neighborhood.
[D] There's people killing in the street to eat.
Surviving [E] today is my only goal.
[Am] But I said, just to make it home.
[G] I'm not alone.
Someone's out to get me when I have it a shit [Em]-ton of fun.
Mr.
Goodness, he passed my mind.
But why did you take me?
Got me by the [Am] loose of my pants.
Got me [A] old and curled in the traffic passing by.
No questions.
I said nothing.
[E] Looking for the mutant to be bucking the law.
Nah, man, give.
Short of my shit, close my mouth and I dip.
[Am] See to me a G is a person who understands the plan.
[A] Can't make no moves when you in the hands of the man.
[Em] They got some new suites down Peace Street.
Left wing for the fast, right wing for the hard heads.
Playing with deals and buddied folks made with harsh fear.
Somebody don't want my face in this plate for 96 shit slick.
Got me clean looking [F#] fresh.
Got me scratching at my chest under the [E] order who, guess who.
Ain't none iller than Miller.
One to one, do your act.
No more life.
What you gave is a past.
Cause ain't no future.
Wanda Miller kept your case.
Didn't grace your face.
Make it seem to be safe.
Ain't [Am] no place to [D] run. _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] Sometimes I don't even know how I'm gonna eat.
About $20 away from being on [Am] street shit.
Might see a nigga [Bm] on TV.
But hell, it's almost like I'm rapping for free.
Let your [F#] money be cold.
God damn it, I'm gone.
Gotta help keep the heat and the lights [Am] on.
It would be nice to have more.
But I kinda like being poor.
At least I know [Em] what my friends here for.
I wanna lie to you [E] sometimes, but I can't.
I wanna tell you that it's all good, but it [Am] ain't.
It's niggas hurt and uncertain about if they gonna [A] make it or not.
That's why we got niggas [E] getting, feeling like they [D] coming up off a little [Bm] dope they sold.
You can get some gold, but we won't make it [Am] as a whole.
Cause without you, [F] there'd be no me.
And without no unity, there would never be [Em] any happiness.
You can smoke a pound of cint, and it still won't relieve your stress.
God [F] bless you.
My thought [Am] process.
The thought process.
[Em] Now, now as an outcast, I was born, [D] wasn't one of the harm that would come to me.
Me like MetLife, but [Am] yet like Dunst.
Sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothing.
Like elevators, but I ain't the one that's pushing [E] the buttons.
I got off at the 13th floor when they told me that it wasn't one.
They [Em] said it's kept from 12 to [Am] 14.
Still smoking, still drinking.
No, I'm sitting on the Lincoln 4 AM thing.
[E] That in reality, the world is like a ball full of players.
We trapped off in this maze.
With walls made of [Am] blankets that only pray up.
It's the tightest game that you can have.
The devil's taking a swing, that mind is spraying a broken [E] gas.
But my crystal balls and the pistol fall to the wayside.
Nobody would die in cops and robbers [N] when we used to play right.
Huh, only thing with fear was William Wayne.
Never thought about hitting licks or slinging canes.
Didn't I think I'd be the one to give in to abortion.
Label me murderer because my ass is portioned.
Hot from the glock that sits under my seat.
Yeah, it's real fucked up that my folks come to get me.
And it's like that. _ _ _ _
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