Biografia:
Solange Piaget Knowles, (nascida em 24 de Junho de 1986), ou simplesmente Solange, é uma cantora, compositora, DJ, dançarina, atriz e modelo norte-americana. Knowles nasceu em Houston, Texas, filha de Matthew e Tina Knowles, ambos os quais deixaram suas carreiras para dar suporte aos interesses musicais da irmã mais velha de Solange, Beyoncé. Expressando um interesse na música desde pequena, Solange teve algumas participações temporárias com o grupo Destiny's Child
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No Capo
Hi, in almost all the tune, you can play the riff, in lyrics only wrote Dm/F and C/E
Any suggestion it's wellcome.
[Riff intro and verse]
Dm/F C/E Dm/F C/E
e|--1--1-3-5---5-7--8--0----1--1-3-5-1-3-5--0----|
B|--3--3-5-6---6-8-10--1----3--3-5-6-3-5-6--1----|
G|--2------------------0----2---------------0----|
D|--3------------------2----3---------------2----|
A|-----------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------|
[Intro]
Dm/F C/E Dm/F C/E
[Verse]
Dm/F C/E Dm/F C/E
You got the light, count it all joy
Dm/F C/E
You got the right to be mad
Dm/F C/E
But when you carry it alone you find it only getting in the way
Dm/F
They say you gotta let it go Now tell 'em why you mad son
C/E
Cause doing it all ain't enough 'Cause everyone all in my cup
Dm/F
'Cause such and such still owe me bucks So I got the right to get bucked
C/E
But I try not to let it build up I'm too high, I'm too better, too much
So I let it go, let it go, let it go
[Pre-Hook]
Dm/F
I ran into this girl, she said, "Why you always blaming?"
C/E
"Why you can't just face it?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F C/E
"Why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F
"Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?"
C/E Dm/F
"Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
C/E
I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
[Hook]
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love go?
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love, baby?
[Verse]
Dm/F
Yeah, but I, got a lot to be mad about Got a lot to be a man about
C/E
Got a lot to pop a xan about I used to rock hand-me-downs, and now I rock standing crowds
Dm/F
But it's hard when you only Got fans around and no fam around
C/E
And if they are, then their hands are out And they pointing fingers
When I wear this fucking burden on my back like a motherfucking cap and gown
Dm/F
Then I walk up in the bank, pants sagging down
C/E
And I laugh at frowns, what they mad about?
Cause here come this motherfucker with this mass account
Dm/F
That didn't wear cap and gown Are you mad 'cause the judge ain't give me more time?
And when I attempted suicide, I didn't die
C/E
I remember how mad I was on that day Man, you gotta let it go before it get up in the way
Let it go, let it go
[Pre-Hook]
Dm/F
I ran into this girl, she said, "Why you always blaming?"
C/E
"Why you can't just face it?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F C/E
"Why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F
"Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?"
C/E Dm/F
"Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
C/E
I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
[Hook]
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love go?
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love, baby?
[Outro]
Dm/F
I ran into this girl, I said, "I'm tired of explaining."
C/E
Man, this shit is draining
Dm/F Cmaj7
But I'm not really allowed to be mad
Hi, in almost all the tune, you can play the riff, in lyrics only wrote Dm/F and C/E
Any suggestion it's wellcome.
[Riff intro and verse]
Dm/F C/E Dm/F C/E
e|--1--1-3-5---5-7--8--0----1--1-3-5-1-3-5--0----|
B|--3--3-5-6---6-8-10--1----3--3-5-6-3-5-6--1----|
G|--2------------------0----2---------------0----|
D|--3------------------2----3---------------2----|
A|-----------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------|
[Intro]
Dm/F C/E Dm/F C/E
[Verse]
Dm/F C/E Dm/F C/E
You got the light, count it all joy
Dm/F C/E
You got the right to be mad
Dm/F C/E
But when you carry it alone you find it only getting in the way
Dm/F
They say you gotta let it go Now tell 'em why you mad son
C/E
Cause doing it all ain't enough 'Cause everyone all in my cup
Dm/F
'Cause such and such still owe me bucks So I got the right to get bucked
C/E
But I try not to let it build up I'm too high, I'm too better, too much
So I let it go, let it go, let it go
[Pre-Hook]
Dm/F
I ran into this girl, she said, "Why you always blaming?"
C/E
"Why you can't just face it?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F C/E
"Why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F
"Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?"
C/E Dm/F
"Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
C/E
I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
[Hook]
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love go?
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love, baby?
[Verse]
Dm/F
Yeah, but I, got a lot to be mad about Got a lot to be a man about
C/E
Got a lot to pop a xan about I used to rock hand-me-downs, and now I rock standing crowds
Dm/F
But it's hard when you only Got fans around and no fam around
C/E
And if they are, then their hands are out And they pointing fingers
When I wear this fucking burden on my back like a motherfucking cap and gown
Dm/F
Then I walk up in the bank, pants sagging down
C/E
And I laugh at frowns, what they mad about?
Cause here come this motherfucker with this mass account
Dm/F
That didn't wear cap and gown Are you mad 'cause the judge ain't give me more time?
And when I attempted suicide, I didn't die
C/E
I remember how mad I was on that day Man, you gotta let it go before it get up in the way
Let it go, let it go
[Pre-Hook]
Dm/F
I ran into this girl, she said, "Why you always blaming?"
C/E
"Why you can't just face it?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F C/E
"Why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
Dm/F
"Why you always talking shit, always be complaining?"
C/E Dm/F
"Why you always gotta be, why you always gotta be so mad?" (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
C/E
I got a lot to be mad about (Be mad, be mad, be mad)
[Hook]
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love go?
F
Where'd your love go?
C/E
Where'd your love go?
F C/E
Where'd your love, baby?
[Outro]
Dm/F
I ran into this girl, I said, "I'm tired of explaining."
C/E
Man, this shit is draining
Dm/F Cmaj7
But I'm not really allowed to be mad
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