Аккорды Kendrick Lamar - A.D.H.D

[Intro]
Dmaj7 Eadd9 C#m             C#m
             Uh-uh, fuck that
              Dmaj7             Eadd9
Eight doobies to the face, fuck that
               C#m                      C#m
Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that
                Dmaj7                    Eadd9
Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that
               C#m                        C#m
Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist

[Verse 1]
                      Dmaj7
Man, I swear my nigga trippin' off that shit again
Eadd9                          C#m
Pick him up, then I set him in cold water
             C#m
Then I order someone to bring him Vicodin
Dmaj7
Hope that take the pain away
         Eadd9
From the feelin' that he feel today
    C#m
You know when you part of Section.80
    C#m
You feel like no one can relate
       Dmaj7               Eadd9
'Cause you are, you are, a loner, loner
    C#m                       C#m
Marijuana endorphins make you stronger, stronger
           Dmaj7
I'm in the house party trippin' off
   Eadd9                    C#m
My generation sippin' cough syrup like it's water
         C#m
Never no pancakes in the kitchen
         Dmaj7
Man, not one of our lives is caught up
       Eadd9                       C#m
In the daily superstition that the world is 'bout to end
            C#m
Who gives a fuck? We never do listen
         Dmaj7                Eadd9
'Less it comes with an 808 (A melody and some hoes)
C#m                             C#m
PlayStation and some drank (Technology bought my soul)
Dmaj7                             Eadd9
Lookin' around and all I see is a big crowd that's product of me
         C#m                    C#m
And they probably relatives relevant for a rebel's dream
  Dmaj7                    Eadd9
Yep, her president is black, she black too
             C#m                      C#m
Purple Label on her back, but that tab   is light blue
            Dmaj7                          Eadd9
She take it straight to the head, then she look at me
            C#m       N.C.
She got /A/ /D/ /H/ /D/

[Chorus]
              Dmaj7             Eadd9
Eight doobies to the face, fuck that
               C#m                      C#m
Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that
                Dmaj7                    Eadd9
Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that
               C#m                        C#m
Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist

[Post-Chorus]
           Dmaj7  Eadd9     C#m   C#m
Like whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa
(Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it)
      Dmaj7  Eadd9     C#m   C#m
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa
(Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it, they always told me ADHD did it)
            Dmaj7
Whoa, whoa-whoa

[Verse 2]
(Dmaj7)
        And then she started
Eadd9           C#m
   And then she started feelin' herself
            C#m
like no one else in this apartment
          Dmaj7
"Beg your pardon? Oh, I rap, baby,
Eadd9
   how old are you?"
               C#m
She say twenty-two, I say twenty-three,
          C#m
"OK, then we are crack babies," damn
Dmaj7
"Why you say that?"
           Eadd9
She said, "Where my drink at?"
               C#m
"I'ma tell you later.
                                 C#m
Just tell your neighbors and the police 'Relax'."
        Dmaj7
I stood up, shut the blind
           Eadd9
Closed the screen, Jumbotron
            C#m
Made to the back where she reside
         C#m
Then she said, "Read between the lines," yep
Dmaj7
Hope that I get close enough
         Eadd9
When the lights turn down
                  C#m
And the fact that she just might open up
           C#m
When the Nuvo start to drown
              Dmaj7                             Eadd9
Her body, and I know the both of us really deep in the mood now
             C#m
It's nothin' we can do now
                C#m
Somebody walked in with a pound (Whoa)
        Dmaj7
Of that Bay Area kush
    Eadd9
She looked at me, then looked
C#m
At it, then she grabbed it
         C#m
Then she said, "Get it understood"
              Dmaj7
"You know why we crack babies
           Eadd9
Because we born in the '80s?
            C#m         N.C.
The /A/ /D/ /H/ /D/ crazy"

[Chorus]
              Dmaj7             Eadd9
Eight doobies to the face, fuck that
               C#m                      C#m
Twelve bottles in the case, nigga, fuck that
                Dmaj7                    Eadd9
Two pills and a half-weight, nigga, fuck that
               C#m                        C#m
Got a high tolerance when your age don't exist

[Post-Chorus]
           Dmaj7  Eadd9     C#m   C#m
Like whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa
(Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it)
      Dmaj7  Eadd9     C#m   C#m
Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa, whoa
(Don't got a limit, just give me some more with it, they always told me ADHD did it)
            Dmaj7
Whoa, whoa-whoa

[Outro]
             Dmaj7    Eadd9
You can have all my shine
                   C#m   C#m
I'll give you the light
            Dmaj7         Eadd9
Double cup, deuce, four, six
                  C#m   C#m
Just mix it in Sprite
          Dmaj7             Eadd9
Ecstasy, 'shrooms, blow, 'dro, hoes
              C#m   C#m
Whatever you like
             Dmaj7    Eadd9
You can have all my shine
                   C#m   C#m
I'll give you the light

Dmaj7 Eadd9 C#m C#m
4x (fade-out)