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Song: What I Got Artist: Sublime Album: Sublime Tuning: E,D,A,G,B,E (Standard) )= Bend ~= Tremelo h= Hammer On p= Pull Off Riff 1: E:---------------------------------------------------------------- B:-----3---------3------------------------------------------------ G:---2---2-----2---2---------------------------------------------- D:-0-------0---------0-------------------------------------------- A:---------------------------------------------------------------- E:-----------3---------------------------------------------------- Riff 2: E:--------------------------------------10------------------------ B:-------6)---------7-5-3-3-------10h12----12-12h10-13p12-10------ G:---5-7----7-5-5h7-7-5-4-4-11h12----------------------------12~~- D:-7-------------------------------------------------------------- A:---------------------------------------------------------------- E:---------------------------------------------------------------- Lyrics: Early in the morning, rise into the street, Light me up that cigarette, and I strap shoes on my feet. Got to find a reason, reason things went wrong, Got to find a reason why my moneys all gone. Ive got a Dalmatian, and I can still get high, I can play the guitar like a mother***in riot. Well life is (too short), so love the one you got, Cause you might get run over or you might get shot. Never start no static I just get it off my chest, Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest. Take a small example; take a tip from me, Take all of your money, give it all to charity. Love is what I got, is within my reach, And the Sublime styles still straight from Long-Beach. It all comes back to you; you finally get what you deserve, Try and test that, youre bound to get served. Loves what I got, dont start a riot, youll feel it when the dance gets hot. Lovin, is what I got, I said remember that. Lovin, is what I got, And remember that. Lovin, is what I got, I said remember that. Lovin, is what I got (is what I got) I dont cry when my dog runs away, I dont get angry at the bills I have to pay. I dont get angry when my mum smokes pot, Hits the bottle and moves back the rock. ***in, fightin, its all the same, Livin with Louie dogs the only way to stay sane. Let the lovin; let the lovin, come back to me. Lovin, is what I got, I said remember that. Lovin, is what I got, And remember that. Lovin, is what I got, I said remember that. Lovin, is what I got (is what I got)