Tonalité : A minor
Verse 1
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What if life was simple as a hug?
Am
What if my partner wasn't
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crippled from a drug?
What if my other homie
G
never caught a slug?
Am
What if our parents actually
gave a fuck?
Another black suit, another black suit
G
Police happy to see another black shoot
F
His mother's makeup
G
smearing on my arms
Am
Crying cause I'm the only son
G
that she got now that he's gone
Am
What if the ghetto never
heard an instrumental
G
And we didn't have this rap shit,
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all we had was metal
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G
You telling me if we couldn't shoot a ball
Am
Our lives still got shooting involved
And what if I never left
out of Denver
that winter for new beginnings
G
My father started his business
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and traded family for riches
You telling me that my auntie
G
would still have a house to live in
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And Jojo wouldn't be
writing me from prison
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But fuck it this is life,
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deal with it or get dealt with
G
I'm in my room smokin' alone
like I'm selfish
F
Some days the sun's hard to face
Am
Dad tongs, the sun wears his face
But look close to see the heart of a lion
Fixin' stones, killin' damage,
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my bones harder than iron
G
170 pounds with the walk of a giant
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Throw the fire in a pot for value,
turn up the volume
Turn up the value
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Turn up the value
Am
Turn up the value
For all that it's worth
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To live in the spotlight
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All of my demons come to life
Am
And all that it was
G
And all that it could be
F
Am
Is lost in the darkness of the night
G
Am
Why should I die?
G
To live in the spotlight
F
Am
Why should I kill myself for you?
You let me die,
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F
Am
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you let me die inside for you
Am
Look, what if money
wasn't part of success?
What if the people
I used to be friends with never left?
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What if making a name
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didn't come with regrets?
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I think that fame's a precursor to death
Am
Death of a friendship,
death of a family,
death of a man
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The misunderstood are always
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dead before they understand
Staring at ceiling fans,
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chop a milligram, draw a pentagram
Lucifer's not a rumor,
he's in the band
Liquor and vomit on my converse
F
Bright lights and packed concerts
And right next to the gun
G
that's on my dresser
Am
Are plastic orange bottles of peer pressure
F
Am
And I'm ready to cave, I live in the cage
G
How can I be a hero
when I'm the one needing saved?
F
48 hour days on this fast lane living
Am
Me and my entourage,
no Jeremy Pitt, but listen
It's better to burn out than fade away
is what Kurt said
I felt the same until I saw
G
his daughter
Am
and thought as a father
F
what if tomorrow the only way
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I could spoil it was dying
Started crying then popped the value,
turned up the value
Turned up the value
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Turned up the value
Am
Turned up the value
Turned all that it's worth
G
To live in the spotlight
F
Am
All of my demons come to life
All now that it was
And
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And all that it could be
F
is lost in the darkness of the night
Am
G
Am
Why should I die?
G
move against my will
F
Am
Why should I kill myself for you?
Don't let me die
G
To move against my will
F
Am
G
Am
You let me die inside for you
F
Am
So what you do when the cop lights
turn into a stage and a spotlight
G
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And everyone around you starts
to hate cause you got right
Am
And feeling titled like I'm
supposed to stop living my life
Well this ain't Tupac, this ain't M -Show
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This ain't Jigga, man,
this that Kel's flow
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This that C -Town 19 double X rep show
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Welcome to my life,
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here's a ticket to the next
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show
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Spotlight
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Welcome to my life,
here's a ticket to the next show
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