Real accords par
Nf
Nf
(Version Officielle)

2016Hip-hop207 vues
Tonalité : C minorDifficulté : Avancé
Intro 1
C#m
F#sus2
G#
C#m
Amaj7
G#
Yeah, real music
C#m
F#sus2
G#
Yo
C#m
Ya just get in that,
C#m/E
G#
you get in that head space, ya know
Verse 1
C#m
C#m/E
Will somebody get the body bags,
working with the beats in 'em, ah
Amaj7
Put the MC's in 'em, season 'em,
G#
put 'em on a beat
C#m
then I'm eating 'em
Get away from the table,
C#m/E
you rappers ain't hungry enough
Amaj7
You rappers ain't hungry like ah
They talk about me like I'm here,
G#
they talk about you like you was
C#m
C#m/E
(Woah) That nurse came into my room,
she told me I'm sick in the head
Amaj7
I'm in hip-hop's hospital bed
with a pad and a pen and
G#
a brace on my neck
C#m
They told me that I'm never leaving,
C#m/E
why? I am as ill as it gets
Amaj7
Any rapper that say
that they runnin' the game
I'ma come in they session and
G#
cut off they legs
Verse 2
C#m
C#m/E
Woo, strap a grenade to my head,
pull out the pin
My music is mind blowin',
Amaj7
ain't nobody do it like I do it
G#
C#m
You ain't never been on my level,
I gotta part 'em out the way
C#m/E
People talking and acting
like everybody gonna get it
Amaj7
Better sleep with your eyes open
You wanna know what I noticed?
G#
C#m
I look around and my fanbase it ain't ready
That last album was heavy,
Amaj7
that last album was gritty
How you gon' match that?
G#
C#m
Just let me do what I do best
C#m/E
You're better off playing Russian roulette
Amaj7
Then comin' in a booth with me cause I get
Verse 3
A little bit intense, I'm like, "Who's next?"
C#m
Y'all better watch it,
C#m/E
take a look at where the clock is
Amaj7
It's my time,
this ladder of music that I climbed
G#
C#m
I took the machete, the game isn't ready
C#m/E
Them rappers, they they coming up on me
I cut off the ladder,
and I told 'em, "Bye-bye"
Amaj7
G#
What? You lookin' for a high-five? Nice try
Chorus 1
C#m
Do not believe everything
that you read on the internet
Amaj7
I do not know who your dentist is,
but he should clean clean ut your mouth
G#/A
Don't call me a sellout, that's something
F#m7
I've never been
I've been through hell all my life though
But I know where heaven is,
Amaj7
father forgive me, for I am a sinner
G#
But you gave me music as medicine, woo
Verse 4
C#m
And nobody want a problem,
C#m/E
when they get in my zone better leave me be
Amaj7
I'm a mean MC,
G#
better feed me rappers or feed me beats, ah
C#m
Feed me both of 'em
C#m/E
They like "Nate, what's it like to be famous?"
Amaj7
G#
Um, I'll let you know if I make it
C#m
Yeah, I wonder what life will be like
C#m/E
if I didn't stick out out my neck
Amaj7
200 dollars inside of my bank account, woo,
G#
I was living on that
C#m
I need some money to pay for my rent,
C#m/E
I need some money to pay for my gas
Amaj7
I'm not complaining,
I'm just being honest,
G#
I promise that I will not beg for respect
Verse 5
C#m
I get so frustrated,
C#m/E
take a look at what I created
Amaj7
Time is wasting and I ain't waiting
G#
I'm a doctor with no job,
C#m
me I don't have no patients
I keep pacing,
C#m/E
back and forth, I keep racing
You ain't never been in my book
and I got a problem with it, why?
G#
'Cause you actin' like you read my pages
C#m
I wreck these stages, stages, real talk,
C#m/E
better give me space 'cause I am chasing
Amaj7
Something they told me that I won't make it,
G#
C#m
I'm not famous, I'm just Nathan
C#m/E
And I wonder how the world gon' take this
Amaj7
They might hate it
but you know anything about me
G#
You know that don't mean I'm changin'
Chorus 2
C#m
'Cause you know I'm real with it,
don't care if you're feeling it
Amaj7
I'm feeling it,
you don't like it then deal with it,
G#/A
if God ain't real, real isn't
F#m7
Used to wonder why I existed,
I exist in the world that's real different
Amaj7
And what you gon' be
G#
when you grow up Nate?
Verse 6
I doubt they will get it
C#m
My life is a mess,
C#m/E
better watch your step when you step in it
Amaj7
Some off this brain is off limits
I'm off in a world that you don't get
G#
'Cause you ain't ever been in it
C#m
In ten minutes,
C#m/E
I still couldn't explain what's inside my brain,
don't mess with it
Amaj7
I've invested a lot of me inside these lines,
G#
I'm just protecting 'em
Chorus 3
C#m
Everybody wanna hear
the real version of life,
then don't get so sensitive
Amaj7
When I say something a little bit raw
I jot my thoughts and they call it negative
F#m7
You wanna know where my heart is?
I stand out 'cause I wear my garbage
Amaj7
I work my hardest
G#
and every time I look into the mirror,
Interlude 1
I don't forget about where I started
C#m
Amaj7
F#m7
Amaj7
G#
Woo
Outro 1
C#m
Amaj7
Tell me what am I doing here?
F#m7
Tell me what am I doing here?
Amaj7
G#
Tell me what am I, what am I doing?
C#m
Amaj7
Tell me what am I doing here?
F#m7
I said, what am I doing here?
Amaj7
Tell me what am I doing here?
G#
C#m
If I'm not being real, mm

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