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.
I’ve 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 style’s still straight from Long-Beach. 
It all comes back to you; you finally get what you deserve,
Try and test that, you’re bound to get served.
Loves what I got, don’t start a riot, you’ll 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 don’t cry when my dog runs away,
I don’t get angry at the bills I have to pay.
I don’t get angry when my mum smokes pot,
Hits the bottle and moves back the rock.
***in’, fightin’, its all the same,
Livin’ with Louie dog’s 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)