Chords
Words Are Few

Key: A

Introduction: Ab    

difficulty
intermediate |||||
Ab                                                         Ebm  
There are times when I don't wanna speak
Ab                                                                                                    Ebm  
Grab a pen, scratch your chin, make the beat
                  Ab            Ebm  
Maybe not, smokin' pot on the beach
Bbm                                      Ebm  
Paranoid with my boys, where my keys?
Ab                                                 Ebm  
And my head in the clouds, is that him?
Bbm                                              Ebm  
And my boys trippin' hard like nigga, chill
Db  
Someone new with the mouthful of boot
Gb                                                      Db  
Now my boys, they come in with the deal
  Ebm            Gb  
             I'm not mad at you
     Bbm              Ebm                                                 Gb  
Things I'm going through make me act the fool
Bbm  
Please don't think I'm cruel
Db                           
Really normally I'm cool
Ebm                                    Gb  
There is nothing you can do
Db  
Hey
Gb                                            Bbm  
When my words are few
                                     Ebm  
Things ain't what they seem
                                                     Gb  
Feeling like I'm fooling me
                                          
I know god is calling me
Bbm                                         Ab  
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
Fm                                 Gb  
Sitting here smoking trees
Fm                                      Ebm  
When I should be on my knees
Ab                                            Db  
When my words are few
verse 2: Snoop Dogg
Ebm  
Why you hounding me in the house of the lord?
Watch us, guilty
Ebm  
Ain't no move in the parking lot prophecies
That's why act an addiction, you can't find me
Ebm  
Oh ain't no smiles, ain't no joke
Ab  
No bitches, please
                                                          Ebm                         Db  
Ain't no rest for my soul til' I come clean
I'll hear from the lord if I speak
Gb                                                      Fm  
So back off and let me eat, let me feast
  Ebm            Gb  
             I'm not mad at you
     Bbm              Ebm                                                 Gb  
Things I'm going through make me act the fool
Bbm  
Please don't think I'm cruel
Db                           
Really normally I'm cool
Ebm                                    Gb  
There is nothing you can do
Db  
Hey
Gb                                            Bbm  
When my words are few
                                     Ebm  
Things ain't what they seem
                                                     Gb  
Feeling like I'm fooling me
                                          
I know god is calling me
Bbm                                         Ab  
I'm not where I'm supposed to be
Fm                                 Gb  
Sitting here smoking trees
Fm                                      Ebm  
When I should be on my knees
Ab                                            Db  
When my words are few
verse 3: B.Slade
Db                                    Bbm  
I know that I chose to backslide
Db                      Ebm  
But now I know the way
                                                Gb  
I was born and raised in this thing
And that's something I chose to do
Db  
Church all my life
                                                Dm                                                            Eb                              Gb  
I ain't stepped outside but now I feel the light calling me
                                Ab         G  Fm  Ebm  Ab    
Back to the fold
Bbm    Gb  
Bbm  Ebm  Gb    
Bbm  Gb  Ebm  Ab