CAPITAL OFFENDER

BY D GENERATION (BACCHUS)

      Db     Ab         F         Gb
I may not exist on your gold card list
But my dues are paid in full
For a couple of grand you wanna shake my hand
        Ab
Tell me what are you trying to pull

        Gb            Ab
You got cash, you got flash
        F                      Gb
But you ain't got the heart to bleed
You strong arm, you got charm
But who's got the blood you need
Just a capital offender

I wanna place in the sun before I'm 21
Maybe high in the Hollywood hills
You want exclusive rights to sign away my life
For a measly stack of bills

I want cash, I want flash
I want a car and a girl to match
Buy high, sell low
I might as well sell my ass
and be the capital offender

Eb                 Ab
You're hashing out deals
Eb                 Bb
On expence account meals
Ab
Trying to get me cheap
My pockets are empty you're six feet deep

Ten of four, at the liquor store
It all fell right into place
For a couple of grand I said raise your hand
And empty two rounds into his face

Twenty five to life
Maximum security
A poor fool like me
I never had any future you see
Just a capital offender