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Blood On The Leaves Ukulele tab

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Blood On The Leaves

Tono:  A
	  

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Bb                 Asus2(G) Dm 
(strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees) 
Dm (Dm/C)   
(blood on the leaves)                                                  
i just need to clear my mind now   
                                                            (Bb)F 
it's been racin' since the summertime    
        Bb                                                 F 
now i'm holdin' down the summer now 
Bb                                         Dm (Dm/C)   
And all i want is what i can't buy now 
                                                       Dm (Dm/C)   
Cause i ain't got the money on me right now 
                           (Bb)F 
And i told you to wait 
Bb                          F 
Yeah i told you to wait 
Bb                                      Dm (Dm/C)   
So i'm a need a little more time now 
                                                       Dm (Dm/C)   
Cause i ain't got the money on me right now 
                                       (Bb)F 
And i thought you could wait 
         Bb                             F 
Yeah, i thought you could wait 
Bb                         Gm 
These bitches surroundin' me 
Asus2 
All want somethin' out me 
Dm 
Then they talk about me 
F                         Bb 
Would be lost without me 
Bb 
We could've been somebody 
Asus2(G) 
Thought you'd be different 'bout it 
Dm 
Now i know you naughty 
(hold) 
So let's get on with it 



Dm5             C5 Dm5   
You could've been somebody 
                            C5  Dm5 
'Stead you had to tell somebody 
(Bb)F Bb                             
Let's take it back to the first party 
F                               Bb 
When you tried your first molly 
Dm5                   C5 Dm5   
And came out of your body 

Dm5                   C5 Dm5   
And came out of your body   
(Bb)F                  Bb 
Running naked down the lobby 
F                      Bb 
And you was screamin' that you love me 
Dm(Dm/C) 
Before the limelight tore ya  
Dm                                       
Before the limelight stole ya 
Dm5                                        
Remember we were so young 
Am 
When i would hold you 
Bb                       F 
Before the glory 
F                     Bb 
i know there ain't wrong with me 

Bb                 Asus2(G) Dm 
(strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees) 
Something strange is happening 



Dm5                                      D#5  
You could've been somethin' 
Dm5                                      D#5  
We could've, we could've been somebody 
Dm5                                      D#5   
Or was it all our first party 
Am 
When we tried our first molly 
Dm5                                      D#5  
And came out of our body 
Dm5                                      D#5  
And came out of our body 
Dm5                                      D#5  
Am 

                                     Dm5 
Before they call lawyers 
                              D#5  
Before you tried to destroy us 
Dm5                                       D#5  
How you gon' lie to the lawyers? 
Dm5                                      D#5  
it's like i don't even know ya  
Am 
i gotta bring it back to the 'Nolia 

Dm5                                                                      D#5      
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down with my niggas 
Dm5                                                                      D#5  
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down with my niggas 
Dm5                                                                      D#5  
Fuck them other niggas cause i'm down with my niggas 
Am 
i ride with my niggas, i'll die for my... 

Dm5  D#5  
Dm5  D#5  
Dm5  D#5  
Am 
  
(repeat for the rap) 
To all my second string bitches, trying to get a baby 
Trying to get a baby, now you talkin' crazy 
i don't give a damn if you used to talk to Jay-Z 
He ain't with you, he with Beyonce, you need to stop actin' lazy 
She instagram herself like "Bad bitch alert" 
He instagram his watch like "Mad rich alert" 
He only wanna see that ass in reverse 
Two thousand dollar bag with no cash in your purse 
Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side 
Gotta keep 'em separated, i call that apartheid 
Then she said she impregnated, that's the night your heart died 
Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that 
Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that 
Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that 
All that cocaine on the table you can't snort that 
That going to that owing money that the court got 
On and on that alimony, uh, yeah-yeah, she got you homie 
'Til death but do your part, unholy matrimony 

Dm5  D#5  
Dm5  D#5  
Dm5  D#5  
Am 
(x2) 
  
(just go back to the original chord sequence) 
	  
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