Neva Mend

http://bogans.arecool.net KEY: / = slide ^ = bend up a bit pm. = palm mute Tuning: Drop e) This is basic. It might not all be here, but I think it is. BASS INTRO: (pretty close I think. play fast.) G|-----------------------------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------1---------------------------------------| D|-3/5-5-5-5-5-3/5-5-5-3-5---5-3-5-3/5-5-5-5-5-3/5-5-5-3-5-3-0-0-3-| maybe up an octave or two, don't have a bass so I can't check the tonality VERSE: e|--------------------| A|--------------------| G|--------------------| D|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--| A|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--| D|-3-5-5--3-5-5--3-5--| CHORUS: e|----------------------| A|----------------------| G|----------------------| D|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------| A|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------| D|-3-5-3-5-3-5-3-5------| yeah! LEAD: e|-16^^^^^^^-| A|-----------| G|-----------| D|-----------| A|-----------| D|-----------| OTHER BIT: e|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------| G|-----------------------------------------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-------------------------1---------------------------------------| D|-3-5-5-5-5-5-3-5-5-5-3-5---5-3-5-3-5-5-5-5-5-3-5-5-5-3-5-3-0-0-3-| pm . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . LYRICS!!! I was a deth man degenerate Some saw me as a fool just a menace and- If I ever broke the law it was heaven sent, In the habit of sayin' some shit I never meant, Now it's time for you to see that when- I speak- I'm real- I feel- I can never forget; What is it that made me this way how I'm today, And why it is this heavy music I play, Now I'm a menace to tha heaven sent, I break the fools and degenerates, You're a deth man with a master plan, If you can-can, come to my land we can get it on man, You needn't think you can pull one over me, I'm a tough, smart, heavy brotha in tha industry, I got no grounds for beatin' around the bush, You push - I push back and I hit with power see!!!!! This is a message that will never end, This is a soul that will never mend, I got the fever - you're the reliever, I'm off the meter - you're just a bleeder. In this land there's a race that time forgot, And for the land - in this time the race was shot, Under-estimation, no conciliation, Got to be blatant, speaking to the nation!!