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