Tom: E
Introdução:
Em G D/F#
Em G C
Em
I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
G D/F#
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
Em
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
G C
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
Em
I search but never find, hurt but never cry
G D/F#
I work and forever try, but I’m cursed, so never mind
Em
And it’s worse, but better times seem further and beyond
G C
The top gets higher the more that I climb
Em
The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
G D/F#
Try'na get into where I fit in, no room for a n *gga
Em
But soon for a n *gga it be on, mu’f *cka
G C
'Cause all the bullshit, it made me strong, mu’f *cka
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Em C G D/A
So I pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f *ckin’ head yeah
Em C G C
Bitch, I’ma pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f *ckin’ head yeah
Em C G D/A
And I could die now, rebirth motherf *cker, hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf *cker
Em C G C
I’m gone, motherf *cker, I’m gone uh
Em
I know what they don’t wanna tell you
G D/F#
Just hope you’re heaven-sent, and you’re hell-proof
Em
I-I walk up in the world and cut the lights off
G C
And confidence is the stain they can’t wipe off
Em
Huh, my word is my pride
G D/F#
But wisdom is bleak, and that’s a word from the wise
Em
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
G C
And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside
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Em C
It hurts, but I never show this pain you’ll never know
G D/A
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
Em C
And frostbit I’ve become, my back’s against the wall
G C
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream “f *ck 'em all”
Em C
Man, it feels like these walls are closing in, this roof is caving in
G D/A
Up its time to razor-thin your days are numbered like pagers and
Em C
My book of rhymes, got 'em cookin’, boy this crooked mind of mine got 'em all Shook and
G C
Scared to look in my eyes I stole that f *ckin’ clock I took the time and I
Em C
Came up from behind and pretty much snuck up And butt-f *cked this game up
G D/A
Better be careful when you bring my name up f *ck this fame, that ain’t what
Em C
I came to claim but the game ain’t gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
G C
But I swear one way or another I’ma make these f *ckin’ haters believe that
Em C
I swear to God, won’t spare the rod I’m a man of my word, so your f *ckin’
G D/A
Heads better nod Or I’ma f *ck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Em C
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head’ll lie permanently, bitch,
G C
It’s beddy-bye this world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die
Em C
My head is swole, my confidence is up this stage is my pedestal
G D/A
I’m unstoppable, incredible hope you’re trapped in my medicine ball
Em C
I could run circles around you so fast your f *ckin’ head’ll spin, dog
G C
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives I’ll f *ckin’
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