[Intro] Am C Dm Dm Am C Dm Am Am C Dm Dm F C Dm Am [Hook] Am C Dm Dm Ain't no question if I want it, I need it Am C Dm Am I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Am C Dm Dm I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying F C Dm Am I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Am C Dm Dm Not for nothing I've foreseen it, I dream it Am C Dm Am I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Am C Dm Dm No more chances if you blow this, you bogus F C Dm Am I will never ever let you live this down, down, down [Verse 1] Am C Penitentiary chances, the devil dances Dm Dm And eventually answers to the call of Autumn Am C All of them fallin' for the love of ballin' Dm Am Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin Am C Inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums Dm Dm Based off the way we was branded F C Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon Dm Am And at the airport they check all through my bag Am And tell me that it's random C Dm But we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage Dm Am I need a happy ending and a new beginning C Dm Am And a new fitted, and some job opportunities that's lucrative Am C This the real world, homie, school finished Dm Dm They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it F C I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS Dm Am I won't be satisfied til all my niggas get it, get it? [Hook] Am C Dm Dm Ain't no question if I want it, I need it Am C Dm Am I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Am C Dm Dm I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying F C Dm Am I will never ever let you live this down, down, down [Verse 2] Am C Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion? Dm Dm The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing Am C But this is more than just my road to redemption Dm Am Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention Am C As long as I'm in Polo smiling, they think they got me Dm Dm But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me F C I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me Dm Am If a nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot, running a track meet Am C But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus Dm Dm Ready for the Worldâs game, this is my Olympics Am C We make 'em say ho cause the game is so pimpish Dm Am Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick Am C I insisted to get up offa this dick Dm Dm And these drugs, niggas can't resist it F C Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted Dm Am If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga, I must have missed it! [Hook] Am C Dm Dm Ain't no question if I want it, I need it Am C Dm Am I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Am C Dm Dm I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying F C Dm Am I will never ever let you live this down, down, down [Verse 3] Am I need more drinks and less lights C Dm Dm And that American Apparel girl in just tights Am She told the director she tryna get in a school C Dm Am He said: "Take them glasses off and get in the pool!" Am It's been a while since I watched the tube C Dm Dm Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news F C I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today Dm Am They rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday Am C And what's a black Beatle anyway, a fucking roach? Dm Dm I guess that's why they got me sitting in fucking coach Am C My guy said I need a different approach Dm Am Cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing coke Am C It's not funny anymore, try different jokes Dm Dm Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, x and o F C And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it Dm Am Play strings for the dramatic ending of that wack shit Am C Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes Dm Dm I ain't got it I'm coming after whoever who has it Am C I'm coming after whoever. Who has it? Dm Am You blowin' up, that's good, fantastic Am C That y'all, it's like that y'all Dm Dm I don't really give a fuck about it at all F C Cause the same people that tried to black ball me Dm Am Forgot about two things, my black balls [Hook] Am C Dm Dm Ain't no question if I want it, I need it Am C Dm Am I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Am C Dm Dm I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying F C Dm Am I will never ever let you live this down, down, down [Verse 4] Am C I done copped Timb's, lived in lenses, kid Dm Dm Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes Am C Counting up, smoking, one cuff Dm Am Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbing a blunt, fuck it Am C Steam about a hundred and one L's Dm Dm Kites off to jails, buying sweats, running up in Stetson F C Nigga hat game was special Dm Am It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwing dice for decimals Am C The older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head Dm Dm Make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead Am C Dm That meant code red, bent off the black skunk Am The black dutch, back of the old shed Am C Dm If you canât live, you dying, you give or buy in Dm Keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding F C Dm Keep shining, to every young man, this is a plan Am Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye [Chorus] Am C Dm Dm Not for nothing I've foreseen it, I dream it Am C Dm Am I can feel it slowly drifting away from me Am C Dm Dm No more chances if you blow this, you bogus F C Dm Am I will never ever let you live this down, down, down [Outro] Am C Dm Dm Am C Dm Am Am C Dm Dm F C Dm Am
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