Sideline Story accords par
J. Cole
J. Cole

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Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
Em
I put my heart and soul in this game,
I'm feelin' drained
Bm
Unappreciated, unalleviated
C
Tired of comin' up short,
fuck abbreviated
Want my whole name spelled out,
my own pain spilled out
Am
No pain, no gain, I blow brains,
C
F#dim
Cobain
B
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the coach ain't help out,
Em
so I call my own shots
B
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box,
you stay the same
Em
But homie if you change,
may you change for the better
Back when Martin King had
G
C
a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams
he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all
Am
the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved him just enough to put
up with the cheatin'
F#dim
Months go by and only
B
see him for a weekend
Em
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
G
Em
We all got angels, we all got demons
Am
As you fall through the club
C
Bad bitches down to do all the above
Am
Money comes fast so bein'
hungry don't last
F#dim
'Til you look in the mirror and
B
you saw who you was
Em
Cole World,
it couldn't be more clearer
C
The time is now,
couldn't be more her- er
Am
My reign gonna last like 3- 4 eras
F#m
Say hello to the real,
B
Em
I can be your hero
Verse 2
Em
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
Bm
C
I know they gon' feel it like
they tank on E
I promise baby,
B
C
you can bet the bank on me
Am
'Cause can't nobody tell me what
I ain't gonna be no more
F#dim
You thinking I'ma fall,
B
Em
don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
B
On how to get up off the sidelines
Verse 3
Em
Up in first class,
laugh even though it's not funny
See a white man wonder how
G
the fuck I got money
C
While he sit in coach,
hate to see me walk past 'em
Young, black, pants sag,
headphones blastin'
Am
Know what he askin',
C
"how did he manage?"
F#dim
"With all the cards against him, he
B
used them to his advantage!"
Em
Slang we be speakin' probably
soundin' like Spanish
F#m
Then I fuck they heads up when
G
Em
a nigga show manners
Am
Some New York niggas thought it was
C
funny callin' us 'Bama
Laughin' at the grammar 'cause
they didn't understand us
Am
Must've thought we slow,
but little do they know
F#dim
I came up in here to take ad vantage
B
of that shit y'all take for granted
Em
Opportunity that I would kill for
C
Lookin' at rappers like "what the
Am
fuck you got a deal for"
When I was ass out with my
funds low
F#m
It's nice to know I had the whole
B
Em
world at my front door
Verse 4
Em
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
Bm
C
I know they gon' feel it like
they tank on E
I promise baby,
you can bet the bank on me
Am
'Cause can't nobody tell me what
I ain't gonna be no more
F#dim
You thinking I'ma fall,
B
Em
don't be so sure
I wish somebody made guidelines
C
B
On how to get up off the sidelines
Verse 5
Em
I made it to the rack,
even though they tried to box me out
I got the key to the game,
C
they tried to lock me out
But what they don't understand
is this is all plan
It's a bigger picture and you can't
Am
photoshop me out
Some nigga ask me why
Jay never shout me out
F#dim
B
Like I'm supposed to give a fuck
Em
Don't you know that I be out in France
Where the fans throw they hands
like Pacquiao
F#m
Not 'cause my looks,
G
Em
'cause my hooks could knock Rocky out
Am
And my lines is designed
from the heart
C
Young Simba been a lion from the start
Dumb nigga's,
Am
y'all been lyin from the start
F#dim
My life's like a movie, truly
B
And these niggas is dyin' for the part
Em
But, you'll never play me like
LeBron vs. Jordan
C
Twenty years, wonder who they
gon' say was more important
Am
Both changed the game,
came through and made a lane
F#m
F#dim
B
Who's to say that who's greater, all we know,
Em
they ain't the same
Verse 6
Em
Hey, I'ma put us all on the map
Gone and I ain't lookin' back
G
C
I know they gon' feel it like
they tank on E
I promise baby,
you can bet the bank on me
B
Am
'Cause can't nobody tell me what
I ain't gonna be no more
F#dim
You thinking I'ma fall,
B
Em
don't be so sure
F#m
I wish somebody made guidelines
G
Em
On how to get up off the sidelines
Outro 1
Am
C
Am
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Em
C
Am

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