Letra y Acordes de la canción VISION - Earl Sweatshirt
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Los acordes de la canción Vision interpretada por Earl Sweatshirt fué lanzada el Viernes 14 de Enero de 2022. Originalmente está compuesta en la tonalidad de A MAYOR (Puede cambiarlo a cualquier clave que desee, usando la opción Transportar). Sin embargo, la tonalidad en nuestra web está sujeta a la redacción realizada por el usuario que la compartió. (Es decir, puede ser diferente al tono original). El tiempo promedio es de 107 BPM. Además, tiene una duración de 04:14 minutos. Estos acordes son simples y fáciles de tocar en la guitarra, el piano o el ukulele.
Tonalidad Base: A Círculo Armónico: A F#m D Bm E C#m I was the vision myself, I had to fend for myself I get the green like it's kelp, I put that shit in the pal Make sure my mama do well, all of my bitches do well All of my bitches do well, my bitches shine like jewels I get that cash through the wire I make em plays on the sell I free my sister out cell I got that check through the mail Dude was a jumbo or giant Whippin' that paint, Jumbalaya I held Jehovah, the spell I put that bitch on the trail Poor Bobby smoking the finest Running the game like a tyrant [?] A F#m D Bm E C#m Winter still bringing you hell I did some dirt with the clique Went and got cliqued by myself Couldn't belittle myself, couldn't be all weak as hell I just be weary as selves, I had to fend for myself Had to get low like the jail pose Check review then lose the tail, bro I would skip over the hell hole I had the vision myself They clouded me at a standstill I picked up a penny and left I picked up the clip with a step Send you a current event Everything we in the midst of How long you waiving the rent? Moratorium extendo I'm just evading the pit Ain't no parading the tent Fuck out my face with syringe Fixing my face, feigning interest Lone all my patience get thin Everything he say, I missed it Can't believe you get paid for this shit Whatever, stock up the shells Niggas thinking that they figured it out Hit the lab, whip up a cell They itching for it, I seen it's been a drought I hear the tone of the bell Tried to atone with a prayer Know the tone never tell You gon' see when you get there, uh