Tonalité : F# minor
Verse 1
Em
Man it's like, you know what mean,
just life in general man,
it just come at you crazy man,
and like with this music stuff man,
I just got to a point where, I was just like,
I was just ready to call it quits on it, like
Who would be the point of this music
if I stopped spitting after the song?
Everything I worked for,
would've died for,
would it all be gone?
Even when I write every other night,
would it be done so in vain?
Never wanna be a memory
E
Em
or sit in the back of anyone's brain
This a journal, my decree,
hoping that somebody see
Everything I write is an emotion
or extension of me
Not feeling work and jobs,
E
Em
hear that boss scream and yell
I'm expendable and they
E
Em
really don't pay well
What I gotta do to convince you
that this craft is real
Knowing it hurts when I go to work,
E
Em
but this writing heals
What's the point of picking up a
pen
and people saying that you'll
never succeed
Am I really better off working
where I see temp agencies?
And then, like,
with everything that I would see,
D
Bm
C
man, in my life, man, it was just, it was,
it was stressful,
you know what mean,
B
Em
and it was just like, what's the, why was I doing this music thing to begin with,
D
man, you know what I mean, I mean, I would do shows, I would, I would, like, spend for people,
Em
C
I would do all these things, man, and that's just like,
Em
D
Em
what I saw, man, it's just, that's what I saw,
and I couldn't believe it, so.
Nobody comes to the shows,
nobody listens to the flows
And somehow they ain't your class
E
Em
if you just happen to blow
But they ain't buy the CD,
earn it from they mans for free
I ain't on so you can at least buy the
LP straight from me
And in light of all that,
radio has said that I'm wack
Cause I ain't got a chain,
I'm a famous dame,
singing hooks on my tracks
And I write with a bit of hope,
never did sell that dope
Go ahead and laugh
when I say I can't pay my car note
It's a lot of things I don't get,
outside of texts and chicks
It was times I wanted to call
Blaze up, tell him I quit
Hip -Hop's too far gone,
they don't want to hear my song
And anything that I want to say,
I'm gonna be in the wrong
And just the way it rolls,
D#
Em
moves the rain to make it blue
C
Just the it starts,
B
Bm
G
moves the rain to make it blue
Em
Just the way it starts,
D
Em
moves the rain to make it blue
C
And when I got called back,
Em
man, it was just,
this is what I had to do,
I knew this is what I had to do with my life,
B
you know what mean?
Em
And I knew it would never end,
but I had to try to pretend
Won't change the world,
E
but I could make things
Em
right with that pen
Drain it, it could put some pain in,
still make it entertaining
E
Write songs from the viewpoint
of an outcast and a layman
Talk about the tales I invent,
only find the work is a ten
Em
E
And the little cash that I do make
looking like it's already spent
Em
And I know it's gotta be more,
E
fantasies of being on tour
Reality chokin' me out,
Em
sayin' that I gotta be poor
What if it was all a dream?
What'd the last 11 years mean?
Take me back in time
E
just before the rhyme started at age 13
Em
If we did, there would be no juice
E
Em
And this beat would have no use
But my life would still
be the same
E
Em
Only difference is it's stuck on mute
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