Verse
A#m
'98 when I made my first beat tape
D#m
I was trippin', I was thinking I could be great
C#
Four track Tascam in my brief case
F
Back when I would cop my Jordan's straight up outta Eastbay
A#m
I was just 15 with some big dreams
D#m
Big shoes, big heart, no big screen
C#
Big talls, big balls, no fig leaves
F
Double-X-L well before I spit at 16
A#m
I was trippin': I was waiting for the right time
D#m
I was trippin': I was looking for the right place
C#
I was trippin': I was searching for the right words
F
Took a wrong turn, now my head is in the right space
A#m
I was trippin': I was taking all the wrong pills
D#m
I was trippin': I was righting all the wrong wrongs
C#
I was trippin': I was writing all the right songs
F
Looking for a miracle? You're fucking with the right one
[Chorus]
A#m D#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
C# F
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
A#m D#m C# F
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
[Verse 2]
A#m
I guess it started with a big bang, like a gun shot
D#m
When the fall came, and we all stop
C#
Never school for the fools when the sun drops
F
We were having mad fun running from the young cops
A#m
I was on that low brow, thinking too much
D#m
Cynicism hit me early like the cold crush
C#
Did the knowledge until college then I froze up
F
Realize I ain't even working on my post up
A#m
Had a good shot though, with a big chip
D#m
But my shoulders were beholden to that dope shit
C#
I was thinking 'bout rhymes, I was dreaming 'bout beats
F
I was biding my time, I was sowing these seeds
A#m
I was - too cold to know that I ain't old enough
D#m
Too grown to know that I ain't growing up
C#
Two Tones was home so just throw it up
F
Black Paisley is back so just pour it up
[Chorus]
A#m D#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
C# F
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
A#m D#m C# F
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
[Verse 3]
A#m
I am that Two Tone Rebel, Paisley stain
D#m
I got some skin so thick I was made for pain
C#
Never change my name, just check my veins
F
All the Wallace brave hearts, I'm the next to reign
A#m
I'm E-Dubble, powers combine when we troubled
D#m
I still lose grip and shit I still fumble
C#
Always get it back even when I'm off track
F
Cause I'm never off beat and I'm never on whack
A#m
God damn, how the fuck they let me get in
D#m
I just showed up with a couple records looking to spin and
C#
Lookin' to win, my cup been filled with a gin
F
I got the juice now too, still sick with a pen
A#m
And sick with the keys, and sick with my PC
D#m
My beats be off the meat rack fo' sheezy
C#
You see he - love the early arts, you can't see me
F
Two Tone Rebel entrusts you still need me
[Chorus]
A#m D#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
C# F
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
A#m D#m C# F
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad
A#m D#m
I've seen some souls be friendly, I've seen some feet get loose
C# F
I've had some people in my life who know just what it do
A#m D#m C# F
I try to look for goodness even when I see bad