XXX. Chords by Kendrick Lamar

[Start]

[Chorus]
Fm Gsus4 Cm Eb Ab Abmaj7 Fm
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[Verse]
Fm                                       
America God bless you if it's good to you
               Fm          
America please take my hand
    Fm                 
Can you help me underst
Fm               
New Kung Fu Kenny
      Fm                   
Throw a steak off the yacht
     Fm                               
To a pool full of sharks he'll take it
Fm                         
Leave him in the wilderness
       Fm                         
With a sworn nemesis he'll make it
Fm                         
Take the gratitude from him
      Fm                           
I bet he'll show you something woah
Fm                                     
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
            Fm                         
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
Fm                                     
I'll chip a nigga little bit of nothin'
                  Fm                              
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
                                               Fm    
Walk myself to the court like bitch I did that xrated


[Chorus]
                         C7     G7              D7
Johnny don't wanna go to school no more no more ■ 
                        Dm          
Johnny said books ain't cool no more
D7                                             
■  Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
                D7                         
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin'
                      D7                  
God bless America you know we all love him


[Verse]
                D7                                              
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like one hundred and one
                                         D7                
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
                  D7                                   
He was sobbin' he was mobbin' way belligerent and drunk
F7                                                        
Talkin' out his head philosphin' on what the lord had done
             F7                 
He said KDot can you pray for me
C7                              
It's been a fucked up day for me
                         C7                     
I know that you anointed show me how to overcome
       G7                      
He was lookin' for some closure
C7                             
Hopin' I could bring him closer
                           C7                         
To the spiritual my spirit do no better but I told him
              C7                     
I can't sugar coat the answer for you
                     C7                  
This is how I feelif somebody kill my son
          C7                       
That mean somebody's gettin' killed
                 C7                                
Tell me what you do for love loyalty and passion of
    C7                                                  
All the memories collected moments you could never touch


[Chorus]
          C7                                             
I wait in front a niggas spot and watch him hit his block
                           C7                         
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
     C7                                           
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
                   C7                         
Walk myself to the court like Bitch I did that
      C7                                              
Ain't no black power when your baby killed by a coward


[Verse]
                      C7                                   
I can't even keep the peace don't you fuck with one of ours
C7                                                 
It be murder in the street it be bodies in the hour
                   C7                           
Ghetto bird on the street paramedics on the dial
C7                         
Let somebody touch my momma
         C7                   
Touch my sister touch my woman
                        C7   
Touch my daddy touch my niece
C7                              
Touch my nephew touch my brother
C7                                                      
You should chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
                         C7                      
Matter fact I'm 'bout to speak at this convention
C7           
Call you back
                                    Fmaj7      
Alright kids we're gonna talk about gun control
                Em   
Damn It's not a place
Fmaj7 Em Am Em7 Em D
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[Chorus]
Em           Dsus4            Em7                    D7
This country ■     is to be a sound of drum and bass ■ 
                            D7    
You close your eyes to look around
Em7                 Em    
Hail Mary Jesus and Joseph


[Verse]
    G                  
The great American flag
           D7                         
Is wrapped and dragged with explosives
Em7                                   
Compulsive disorder sons and daughters
D7                           
Barricaded blocks and borders
D7                     
Look what you taught us
            Em7               Em                 
It's murder on my street your street back streets
     Em7                           
Wall street corporate offices banks
D7                        Em7               
Employees and bosses with homicidal thoughts
Em                          D7         
Donald Trump's in office we lost Barack
                Dm7         D7       
And promised to never doubt him again
Em7                         Am         D7 
But is America honest or do we bask in sin
D7                                       
Pass the gin I mix it with American blood
     Em7                                             
Then bash him in you crippin' or you married to blood
     D   Em7               Dm7
I'll ask againoopsaccident ■  
D7      Em                    D7
■  It's nasty when you set us up
          D7                     
Then roll the dice then bet us up
Em  Cmaj7                                                    
You overnight the big rifles then tell Fox to be scared of us
                Cmaj7                         
Gang members or terrorists et cetera et cetera
                     Cmaj7
Americas reflections of me
                     Cmaj7
That's what a mirror does 


[Chorus]
           Em    D7
It's not a place ■ 
             Dm7        Em7                    D7
This country is to be a sound of drum and bass ■ 
G7             Dm7            
You close your eyes to look ar


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