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Gorgeous by Kanye West
Gorgeous
Tuning: standard
Rhythm Guitar:
Dbm E F#m
e|-----------------|
B|--5----5----2----|
G|--6-x2-4-x2-2-x4-|
D|--6----6----4----|
A|--4----7---------|
E|------------2----|
Lead Guitar - Intro/Verse/Chorus:
e|---------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------|
G|-------9-9~--9-9/11-13--9-9/11-13--9b--|
D|--9/11---------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------|
G|-------9-9~--9-9/11-13--9b11-9-6~------|
D|--9/11---------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------|
Played at end of chorus and verse:
e|-----------------------------|
B|-----------------------------|
G|-------9-9~--9-9h11~-9-8-6~--|
D|--9/11-----------------------|
A|-----------------------------|
E|-----------------------------|
Verse 4/Solo: For the verse, don't play the double bend.
e|------------------------9---------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------12b14~----------------------------------------|
G|-----------9h11p9-------------------9h11p9-------11b13~-11b13r11p9----|
D|--9/11~-11--------11~------------11--------11~---------------------11~|
A|----------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|------------------------9--------------------------------|
B|------------------------12b14~---------------------------|
G|-----------9h11p9----------------13/14~13-13--11--9-8-6~-|
D|--9/11~-11--------11~------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------|
[Kid Cudi]
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Not for nothing I've forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly dripping away from me
No more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
[Kanye West - Verse 1]
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
and eventually answers to the call of Autumn
all of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums
based off the way we was branded
face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
and at the airport they check all through my bag and tell me that it's random
but we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy ending and a new beginning
and a new fitted and some job opportunities thats lucrative
this the real world, homie, school finished
they done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied til all my n-ggas get it, get it?
[Kid Cudi]
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
[Kanye West - Verse 2]
Is hip hop, just a euphemism for a new religion
the soul music for the slaves that the youth is missing
this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention
as long as I'm in Polo's they think they got me
but they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
if a n-gga aint running shootin a jump shot running a track meet
but this pimp is, ar the top of mount Olympus
ready for the World's game, this is my Olympics
we make 'em say ho cause the game is so pimpish
choke a southpark writer with a fishstick
I insisted to get up offa this d-ck
and these drugs, fans cant resist it
remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
if I ever one of the greatest n-gga, I must have missed it!
[Kid Cudi]
Ain't no question if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playing? I'm saying
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
[Kanye West - Verse 3]
I need more drinks and less lights
and that American Apparal girl in just tights
she told the director she tryna get in a school
he said "take them glasses off and get in the pool"
it's been a while since I watched the tube
cause like a crip set, I got way too many blues for anymore bad news
I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today
they rewrite history I don't believe in yesterday
and what's a black beetle anyway, a f-cking roach
I guess thats why they got me sitting in f-cking coach
but God said I need a different approach
cause people is looking at me like I'm sniffing coke
it aint funny anymore try dipping jokes
tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I'm got it
play strings for the dramatic
and end all of that wack sh-t
act like I aint had a belt in two classes
I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it
I'm coming after whoever who has it
you blowing up, that's good, fantastic
that y'all, its like that ya'll
I don't really give a f-ck about it at all
cause the same people that tried to black ball me
forgot about 2 things, my black balls
[Kid Cudi - Chorus]
[Raekwon]
I know cops, hems is lifting lenses
kid, Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes
counting up, smoking, one cuff
live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbing a blunt, f-ck it
steam about a hundred and one L's
kites off the jails, buying sweats, running up in Stetson
n-gga hat game was special
it matched every black pair of Nikes
throwing dice for decimals
the older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head
make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead
got made code red
break up the black skunk
the black dutch, back of the old shed
if you can't live, you dying
you give or buy in
keep it real or keep it moving, keep grinding
keep shining, to every young man, this is a plan
learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye
[Kid Cudi]
Not for nothing I've forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly dripping away from me
no more chances if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
| / slide up
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| b Bend
| br Bend release
| brb Bend release bend
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version 2
Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 4th fret
[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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version 3
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
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B|--------5--5--5-5-5/7--9--5/7--9--7~---------------------------------------|
G|--5/6----------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------5--5--5-5-5/7--5------7--5------------------------------------------|
G|--5/6---------------------6--------6---------------------------------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Not for nothin' I've foreseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag
And tell me that it's random
But we stay winnin', this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy endin' and a new beginnin'
And a new fitted, and some job opportunities that's lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied 'til all my niggas get it, get it?
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missin'
But this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standin' at attention
As long as I'm in Polo smilin', they think they got me
But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
If a nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot, runnin' a track meet
But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus
Ready for the World's Game, this is my Olympics
We make 'em say hoe 'cause the game is so pimpish
Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick
I insisted to get up off this dick
And these drugs, niggas can't resist it
Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga, I must have missed it
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
I need more drinks and less lights
And that American Apparel girl in just tights
She told the director she tryna get in a school
He said, "Take them glasses off and get in the pool"
It's been a while since I watched the tube
'Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news
I was lookin' at my resume, feelin' real fresh today
They rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday
And what's a black Beatle anyway, a fuckin' roach?
I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach
My guy said I need a different approach
'Cause people is lookin' at me like I'm sniffin' coke
It's not funny anymore, try different jokes
Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it
Play strings for the dramatic endin' of that wack shit
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
I ain't got it I'm comin' after whoever who has it
I'm comin' after whoever, who has it?
You blowin' up, that's good, fantastic
That y'all, it's like that y'all
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
'Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
Forgot about two things, my black balls
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Ayo, I done copped Timb's, lived in lenses, kid
Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes
Countin' up, smokin', one cuff
Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin' a blunt, fuck it
Steam about a hundred and one L's
Kites off to jails, buyin' sweats, runnin' up in Stetson
Nigga hat game was special
It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwing dice for decimals
The older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head
Make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead
That meant code red, bent off the black skunk
The black dutch, back of the old shed
If you can't live, you dyin', you give or buy in
Keep it real or keep it movin', keep grindin'
Keep shinin', to every young man, this is a plan
Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye
Not for nothin' I've forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
| / Slide up
| ~ Vibrato
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version 4
This is the guitar part during Raekwon's verse and the outro.
Solo
[Outro]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------12b14-----------------|
G|----------------------11p9-------------------------------------------------|
D|--11--------11---11------------11---11-------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|----------------------11p9-------------------------11b13-----11p9----------|
A|--11--------11---11-----------11---11----------------------------------11--|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------12b14-----------------|
G|----------------------11p9-------------------------------------------------|
D|--11--------11---11------------11---11-------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---7/10----10----9---9-----------------------------------------------------|
G|--------------------------11-----------------9-----8--8--------------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------11-------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Not for nothin' I've foreseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag
And tell me that it's random
But we stay winnin', this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy endin' and a new beginnin'
And a new fitted, and some job opportunities that's lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied 'til all my niggas get it, get it?
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missin'
But this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standin' at attention
As long as I'm in Polo smilin', they think they got me
But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
If a nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot, runnin' a track meet
But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus
Ready for the World's Game, this is my Olympics
We make 'em say hoe 'cause the game is so pimpish
Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick
I insisted to get up off this dick
And these drugs, niggas can't resist it
Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga, I must have missed it
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
I need more drinks and less lights
And that American Apparel girl in just tights
She told the director she tryna get in a school
He said, "Take them glasses off and get in the pool"
It's been a while since I watched the tube
'Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news
I was lookin' at my resume, feelin' real fresh today
They rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday
And what's a black Beatle anyway, a fuckin' roach?
I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach
My guy said I need a different approach
'Cause people is lookin' at me like I'm sniffin' coke
It's not funny anymore, try different jokes
Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it
Play strings for the dramatic endin' of that wack shit
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
I ain't got it I'm comin' after whoever who has it
I'm comin' after whoever, who has it?
You blowin' up, that's good, fantastic
That y'all, it's like that y'all
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
'Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
Forgot about two things, my black balls
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Ayo, I done copped Timb's, lived in lenses, kid
Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes
Countin' up, smokin', one cuff
Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin' a blunt, fuck it
Steam about a hundred and one L's
Kites off to jails, buyin' sweats, runnin' up in Stetson
Nigga hat game was special
It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwing dice for decimals
The older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head
Make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead
That meant code red, bent off the black skunk
The black dutch, back of the old shed
If you can't live, you dyin', you give or buy in
Keep it real or keep it movin', keep grindin'
Keep shinin', to every young man, this is a plan
Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye
Not for nothin' I've forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
| b Bend
| p Pull-off
| / Slide up
------------------
version 5
Tuning: E A D G B E
Key: C#m
Solo
[Outro]
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B|--------------12b-12-12-12br-----------------------------------------------|
G|-----9h11p9-----------------------9h11p9---11b-11brp9-9--------------------|
D|9-11--------9----------------9-11--------9--------------9------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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G|-----9h11p9------------------14-13-13-11-9-8-6-----------------------------|
D|9-11--------9--------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly drifting away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Not for nothin' I've foreseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin
Inter-century anthems based off inner-city tantrums
Based off the way we was branded
Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon
And at the airport they check all through my bag
And tell me that it's random
But we stay winnin', this week has been a bad massage
I need a happy endin' and a new beginnin'
And a new fitted, and some job opportunities that's lucrative
This the real world, homie, school finished
They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
I won't be satisfied 'til all my niggas get it, get it?
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missin'
But this is more than just my road to redemption
Malcolm West had the whole nation standin' at attention
As long as I'm in Polo smilin', they think they got me
But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me
I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
If a nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot, runnin' a track meet
But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus
Ready for the World's Game, this is my Olympics
We make 'em say hoe 'cause the game is so pimpish
Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick
I insisted to get up off this dick
And these drugs, niggas can't resist it
Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
If I ever wasn't the greatest nigga, I must have missed it
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
I need more drinks and less lights
And that American Apparel girl in just tights
She told the director she tryna get in a school
He said, "Take them glasses off and get in the pool"
It's been a while since I watched the tube
'Cause like a Crip set, I got way too many blues for any more bad news
I was lookin' at my resume, feelin' real fresh today
They rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday
And what's a black Beatle anyway, a fuckin' roach?
I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach
My guy said I need a different approach
'Cause people is lookin' at me like I'm sniffin' coke
It's not funny anymore, try different jokes
Tell 'em hug and kiss my ass, x and o
And kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it
Play strings for the dramatic endin' of that wack shit
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
I ain't got it I'm comin' after whoever who has it
I'm comin' after whoever, who has it?
You blowin' up, that's good, fantastic
That y'all, it's like that y'all
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
'Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
Forgot about two things, my black balls
Ain't no question, if I want it, I need it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
I'm on the edge, so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
Ayo, I done copped Timb's, lived in lenses, kid
Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes
Countin' up, smokin', one cuff
Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin' a blunt, fuck it
Steam about a hundred and one L's
Kites off to jails, buyin' sweats, runnin' up in Stetson
Nigga hat game was special
It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwing dice for decimals
The older head, bolder head, would train a soldier head
Make sure he right in the field, not a soldier dead
That meant code red, bent off the black skunk
The black dutch, back of the old shed
If you can't live, you dyin', you give or buy in
Keep it real or keep it movin', keep grindin'
Keep shinin', to every young man, this is a plan
Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye
Not for nothin' I've forseen it, I dream it
I can feel it slowly driftin' away from me
No more chances, if you blow this, you bogus
I will never ever let you live this down, down, down
| b Bend
| br Bend release
| h Hammer-on
| p Pull-off
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