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Yeah, mAomma and poppa told me
I was cDrazy to stay
I was gAay in New York
Which is a fDag in L.A.
So AI saved my money
And DI took a plane
WhereAver I go they trDeat me the same
When the wAhip comes down D
When the wAhip comes down D
When the wAhip comes down D
When the wAhip comes down D A D A D
I'm going down fifty-third street
And they're spitting in my face
I'm learning the ropes
Yeah I'm learning a trade
The east river truckers
Is churning with trash
I've got so much money
That I'm spending so fast
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the sAhit hits the fan
I'll be siDtting on the can
When the whip comes down
Yeah, some called me garbage
While I was sleeping on the street
I never roll
And I never cheat
I'm filling a need
I'm plugging a hole
My mama's so glad
I ain't on the dole
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down
When the shit hits the fan
I'm sitting on the can
When the whip comes down
When the whip comes down G D G D G D
INSTRUMENTAL: SOLO OVER TE CHORDS A D -- 7x's
ADA
DAD
THEN: A D -- 12x's
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