Child Of God

Capo: 1st fret

[Intro]
 
Ebadd11 Bbsus4/G Ab Ab Ab Bb Bb
                                   Igh!
                        Ebadd11 Bbsus4/G
Just do your thing, child
                        Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child
                        Ab Bb
                        Do your thing
 
 
[Verse 1]
                         Ebadd11
Truth be told, I got the ball on a string
                                        Bsus4/G
Carried the weight of the world, but it came with some handles
                         Ab Ab
I drag it to the basket, Moses with the passage
               Ab Bb
Safely Lord God, please make an example
         Bb                       Ebadd11
I try to break shackles, now they ankles in shambles
                         Bsus4/G
I can't expect them to be grateful and thankful
                               Ab Ab
They thought I had a manual like Hansel
                                        Ab Bb Bb
Leave your plans in mans hands and it gets manhandled
                             Ebadd11
Dancin' in the street, but I didn't panhandle
                            Bsus4/G
When I finally drop, make a pamphlet
                                     Ab Ab
Sell tickets, put that shit on FanDuel, OnlyFans and Fandango
Ab Bb
Give me your ear like Van Gogh and it's candlewick
      Ebadd11
I mean, I mean, it's lit like a candlestick
        Bbsus4/G
When I'm fatigued like a camo fit
          Ab Ab
A rich man: the size of the needle that the camel fits
Ab Bb
Walkin' to Jesus with my sandals wet
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
                         Ebadd11
This world will make you second-guess your first mind
                          Bbsus4/G
Remember when it was your first day, the first time?
                               Ab Ab
It couldn't have come at a worst place or worst time
                    Ab Bb
And you remember that low voice with that rehearsed line
 
Just repeatin'
 
 
[Chorus]
Ebadd11
Do your thing, child (Do your thing, child)
Bbsus4/G
Do your thing (That shit hit, hahahaha)
Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child (Oh jeez)
Ab Bb
Do your thing (Do your thing)
 
 
[Verse 2]
         Ebadd11
At every corner store, bodega, delicatessen
         Bbsus4/G
Stands a big head kid learning delicate lessons
Ab Ab
Roasted for they clothes, or they emotions or they roaches
Ab Bb
Bullied by they friends, or they mamas, or they coaches
 Ebadd11
Half size, chastised, dolls with glass eyes
Bbsus4/G
Talk down, tossed down, the world just pass by
Ab Ab
Grow up to be saviors, surgeons, rabbis
Ab Bb Bb
The world should've capsized when God got baptized
Ebadd11
The boat don't sink, the show don't stop
    Bbsus4/G
The weapons form, the load don't drop
                                  Ab Ab
The boat gon' rock, the foes gon' plot
                                     Ab Bb
The rolls don't switch, the photo crop
                                                   Bb
The motto is "The more those hate, the more doors prop"
         Ebadd11
Open, the prince of Heaven was tempted
Bbsus4/G
Told that he wasn't who he was, and they meant it
Ab Ab
Never was there a path better cemented
     Ab Bb
So what they gon' say when you at the Olympics or tryna attempt it?
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Ebadd11
  Remember when it was your first day, the first time?
Bbsus4/G
  Couldn't have come at a worst place or worst time
Ab Ab
  And you remember that low voice with that rehearsed line
Ab Bb
  Repeatin', it was sayin'
 
 
[Chorus]
Ebadd11   Bbsus4/G
          Do your thing
    Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child
Ab Bb
Do your thing
  Ebadd11                 Bbsus4/G
Just do your thing, child
                          Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child
Ab Bb
Do your thing
     Ebadd11              Bbsus4/G
Just do your thing, child     Do your thing
                          Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child
Ab Bb
Just do your thing
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
                         Ebadd11
This world will make you second guess your first mind
                          Bbsus4/G
Remember when it was your first day, the first time?
                           Ab Ab
It couldn't have come at a worst place or worst time
                           Ab Bb
And you remember that low voice with that rehearsed line
 
Just repeatin'
 
 
[Chorus]
Ebadd11
Do your thing, child
Bbsus4/G
Do your thing (That shit hit!)
Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child (Oh Jeez!)
Ab Bb
Do your thing (Do your thing)
 
 
[Outro]
Ebadd11
Just do your thing, child Do your thing
Bbsus4/G
Just do your thing, child Do your thing
Ab Ab
Just do your thing, child Do your thing
Ab Bb
Just do your thing, child Do your thing
 
[Keyboard Solo]
 
Ebadd11 Bbsus4/G Ab Ab Ab Bb 
(x3)