A Yeah, momma and poppa told me D I was crazy to stay A I was gay in New York D Which is a fag in L.A. A So I saved my money D And I took a plane A D Wherever I go they treat me the same Chorus: A D When the whip comes down A D When the whip comes down A D When the whip comes down A D A D A D When the whip comes down Verse: I'm going down fifty-third street And they're spitting in my face I'm learning the ropes Yeah I'm learning a trade The east river truckers Is churning with trash I've got so much money That I'm spending so fast Chorus: When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the whip comes down A When the shit hits the fan D I'll be sitting on the can When the whip comes down Yeah, some called me garbage While I was sleeping on the street I never roll And I never cheat I'm filling a need I'm plugging a hole My mama's so glad I ain't on the dole Chorus: When the whip comes down When the whip comes down When the shit hits the fan I'm sitting on the can When the whip comes down G D G D G D When the whip comes down | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D G |