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Damian Marley - Friends Chords

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Friends Chords

(ver. 1)
Damian Marley
[Intro]
 
Fm  Eb, Fm  Eb (x8)
 
[Verse 1]
 
            Fm                    Eb
These later days in Babylon, as I watch your children grow,
        Fm                        Eb
And the years them carry on and I miss you even more.
        Fm                              Eb
Still I send them go to school and tell them what dem fi know,
          Fm                           Eb
All of mi friend dem, mi salute; Daddi gone, Lenny Screw.
        Fm                            Eb
Another year has come and past; man a drop like morning dew,
      Fm                             Eb
Uncle Warrick sick and gone when him couldn't catch a flu.
      Fm                       Eb
Picka T, you a mi don; respect long and overdue,
             Fm                          Eb
When nothing never did a gwan, you still have on somethin' new.
    Fm                             Eb
Our friendship ever last, all when one minus from few,
        Fm                             Eb
Yes, we surely had a blast; we're like family, me and you.
      Fm                           Eb
A nuh every path you cross lead to somebody whe true,
       Fm                         Eb
Of the many that are called, only chosen is a few.
 
[Chorus 1]
 
       Fm                          Eb   Fm                   Eb
Of the real friends that serve you long, your memories might fade.
     Fm                          Eb                Fm   Eb
Your real friends will serve you long, sunshine or rain.
 
     Fm                          Eb   Fm                  Eb
Your real friends will serve you long; acquaintances will fade.
     Fm                        Eb                       Fm     Eb
Your real friends won't do you wrong; real friend don't change.
 
[Verse 2]
 
     Fm                               Eb
Only talking with winners; a loser or two got my number,
           Fm                                   Eb
Still they think they real but they just really awfully bitter.
      Fm                            Eb
Salty niggas hate the smarter ones; these are the doubters,
          Fm                    Eb
Who sour 'bout my run; I barely made it out the slums.
   Fm                             Eb
My value high 'cos I do more than Rap about a gun;
       Fm                            Eb
I made money for niggas; y'all never looking out for none.
         Fm                       Eb
I helped millionaires get to that very position;
     Fm                                     Eb
Some real millionaires see that's ill, 'cos look at statistics;
     Fm                                Eb
Real millionaires, and I ain't talking ghetto riches, thorough business.
Fm                       Eb
 You mistreating niggas; heard your folks bleed in prison,
Fm                        Eb                            Fm
 You ain't a G and if you was, I don't recall who would roll with y'all,
                 Eb
Bunch of f**king know-it-alls who's dough is small.
Fm                               Eb
 Look what's it come to; our rap-port's good no more,
       Fm                           Eb
We was good before, 'til I saw what type a dude you took me for.
Fm                       Eb
 We had a chance to take paper down; what I took was more;
Fm                  Eb
 Because of hatred, opportunity wasted.
 
[Chorus 2]
 
     Fm                          Eb   Fm                         Eb
Your real friends will serve you long; your car and clothes will fade.
     Fm                        Eb                       Fm     Eb (n.c)
Your real friends won't do you wrong; real friend don't change,    eh.
 
[Verse 3]
 
     Fm                                Eb
Your real friend won't run in war, nuh care what the cost is,
    Fm                              Eb
You real friends are in for all the wins and the losses.
   Fm                             Eb
Fi Real! No question at all; them ready fi rise the tallest,
Fm                            Eb
 Take to the enemies, all for one and one for all, this,
Fm                              Eb
 Real friend will hear you out; no secret feelings,
Fm                                Eb
 Real friends won't sell you out; no bargain pleading.
   Fm                         Eb
Fi Real! always looking out a meal,
                             Fm                         Eb
When outside a drought, your real friend won't hide you out, no.
 
[Chorus 3]
 
     Fm                          Eb   Fm             Eb
Your real friends will serve you long, when all else fails,
     Fm                        Eb                       Fm     Eb
Your real friends won't do you wrong; real friend don't change.
 
[Verse 4]
 
    Fm                                 Eb
May laughter from backstabbers turn to tears faster,
           Fm                              Eb (n.c)
I wish for you no snake shall slither past ya; you have to,
          Fm                       Eb
Keep your vision clear 'cos only a coward lives in fear.
       Fm                       Eb
My sur-roundings; got only real powerful niggas here.
     Fm                            Eb
Real men we have a code of ethics, no question;
          Fm                            Eb
No jealou-sies, no feminine tendencies; we expecting,
       Fm                      Eb
No gos-sip, no phony logic, no counting your homey pocket,
Fm                             Eb
 Spare no expense for legal de-fense if your homey locked up.
   Fm                          Eb
No keeping tabs on who was the last who looked out,
        Fm                             Eb
Selfish-ness, that's a character flaw; no holding out.
         Fm
Yo, what happened to the honour?
       Eb                     Fm
You're dealing with sensitive primadonna drama;
       Eb
Teflon love for my dudes who solid.
 
[Chorus 4]
 
       Fm                          Eb   Fm                   Eb
Of the real friends that serve you long, your memories might fade.
     Fm                          Eb                Fm   Eb
Your real friends will serve you long, sunshine or rain, eh.
 
     Fm                          Eb   Fm             Eb
Your real friends will serve you long, when all else fails,
     Fm                        Eb                       Fm     Eb
Your real friends won't do you wrong; real friend don't change.
 
[Coda]
 
(n.c)
 Real friend don't change, real friend don't change.
Real friend don't change, real friend don't change.
Real friend don't change.
            
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