The New Cupid

Tom : Em
C
Alright y'all
I want y'all to put your hands together
Bm7
And to bring on the brothers that bound to lay more dips in your hips
Em7 Am7
More glide in your stride
C
Chi city in the building
Bm7 Em7
And Mr. Southside
Am7
And if you don't think it's next you got the wrong damn address

[Verse 1: BJ The Chicago Kid]
C
Fuck your love, motherfuck your love
Bm7
That's what Sir John say
Em7
You can laugh all you want but he's right as hell
Am7
Cupid's ain't around these days
C Bm7
I've heard many stories about how he made people all around the world fall in love
Em7
Well I got a call just the other day
Am7
Telling me where Cupid was

[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid]
C Bm7
Cupid's too busy in the club
Em7
At the bar
Am7
Rolling up
C Bm7
And if you see him, let him know
Em7
Love is gone
Am7
I know, I'm sure

[Próxima Parte]
C
Boys and girls

[Bridge: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Love ain't dead

[Refrão]
Stupid I'm the the new Cupid
Bm7
Throw your hands in the sky
'Cause love's still alive
Em7
I said, Love ain't dead
Stupid I'm the the new Cupid
Am7
Throw your hands in the sky

[Próxima Parte]
'Cause love's still alive

[Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid]
C
The responsibility lies on me
Bm7
Since Cupid ain't around
Em7
And when y'all really feeling like you're falling in love
Am7
When my music put's you right on down
C
And everybody (I see)
And I know (I know)
Bm7
Some people really think they in love
Em7
But now without a love song
Am7
Something's gone way wrong

[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid]
[Próxima Parte]
C
Boys and girls

[Bridge: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Love ain't dead

[Refrão] (repetir)
[Próxima Parte]
'Cause love's still alive
Love ain't dead

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
C
As I play out the Commodores, my faith destroyed
Bm7
My heart don't work, I'm unemployed
Em7
The feeling is void, don't know what I need
Am7
Some pussy, some paper, some counseling
Maybe some Henny, some weed
C
I'm looking for you, I'm checking for her
Bm7
I'm parking lot pimpin', I'm honking at women, I'm all on the curb
Em7
Skrt, skrt, skrt, pump my brake, pump my brake
Am7
Mini skirt, skirt, skirt, don't walk away, walk away
C
I'm fishing for compliments
This is a fairy tale, I know you very well
Bm7
Fuck all your promises, I know what time it is
Em7
I'm just a realist, I am the realest
Am7
Reality is fatality cursed on the future for family, wife and some kids
C
I'm looking for you, I'm checking for her
Bm7
I'm parking lot pimpin', I'm honking at women, I'm all on the curb
Em7
Skrt, skrt, skrt, pump your brake, pump your brake
Am7
Mini skirt, skirt, skirt, don't walk away, walk away (I promise)

[Chorus: BJ The Chicago Kid]
[Próxima Parte]
C
Boys in the club