Tonalité : G# minor•
Intro 1
G#m
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G#m
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Verse 1
See I was,
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born in sewage, born to make bomb music
G#m
Flow tight like I was born Jewish
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Used the streets as a conduit,
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I kep t arms
G#m
38 longs inside my mom's buick
At any given moment shawn
could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it,
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or stuffed with embalmin fluid
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Shit, I'm going through it,
F#
mom dukes too
G#m
Tears streamin down her pretty face,
she got her palms to it
My life is gettin too wild
F#
D
I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it
Bout to lose it voices scream
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ing "don't do it!"
F#
It's like '93, '94, bout the year
G#m
That big and mag dropped; and
"illmatic" rocked
G#
G#m
Outta every rag drop,
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and the west had it locked
G#m
Everybody doing 'em, I'm still
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scratchin on the block
Like "damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
G#m
and drug, paraphernalia
G#m
Cops courts,
and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts
with jealous thoughts
F#
Tryin figure where your mail is,
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guesstimate the weight you sellin
G#m
So they can send shots straight
to your melon wait!
B#m
G#m
It gets worse,
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baby momma water burst
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Baby came out stillborn,
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still I gotta move on
F#
Though my heart still torn,
life gone from her womb
G#m
Don't worry, if it was meant to be,
Verse 2
it'll be, soon
B#m
G#m
This can't be life,
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D
F#
this can't be love
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This can 't be right,
F#
G#m
there's gotta be more, this can't be us
D
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This can't be life, this can't be love
F#
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This can 't be right, there's got ta be more,
G#m
this can 't be us
Verse 3
G#m
Chill dog Second
oldest born,
from Michelle brown my mother
D
Hell bound, grew with two
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sisters and one brother
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Pop wasn't around,
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so many stories that's another
G#m
I'm thinking damn, how my older sister
B#
gon' make me tougher
G#m
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When steel sharpens steel, I'ma keep it real
D
I'm tired of trying to hide my pain
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behind the syrups and pills
Dead to the world,
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stretched out like a corpse for real
Y'all niggaz thinking what
G#m
B#
y'all reading in the source is real
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What my life like,
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you looking at the source, it's real
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What your life like? mine dog,
of course it's real
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Passin judgment,
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you niggaz second- guessin beans
G#m
Cause you don't eat swine
don't make you amin
B#
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Dog you know a couple suras,
out the qur'an
G#m
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G#m
I guess you all on your deen
F#
and I ain't on mine
Stop that akki, 'fore I send
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shots though your body
Make 'em feel feel hell on earth
G#m
before allah drop thee
I feel the line's drawn here,
nuttin more can stop me
F#
Till them feds pick me up,
G#m
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or them boys pop me
There's only three things that make mac
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not act like beans
G#m
Amatullah tisha, po aldin, samir amin
My seeds dog,
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gotta teach 'em that before I leave dog
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Shit I know that I'ma see
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'em when I leave dog
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I come back in the afterlife
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Like fuck it I done touched
G#m
hell twice what's the meanin?
Verse 4
B#m
G#m
This can't be life,
D
F#
this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
G#m
this can't be us
F#
G#m
D
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This can't be life, this can't be love
F#
This can 't be right, there's gotta be more,
G#m
this can 't be us
Verse 5
G#m
Now as I walk into the studio,
to do this with jig'
D
G#m
D
I got a phone call from one of my nigs
Said my homeboy reek,
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he just lost one of his kids
And when I heard that I just
G#m
broke into tears
And see in the second hand you
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don't really know how this is
G#m
But when it hits that close to home
D
you feel the pain at the crib
F#
So I called mine,
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an d saddened my wife with the bad news
Now we both depressed,
G#m
countin our blessings cause brad's two
Prayin for young souls to laugh
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at life through the stars
D
G#m
Lovin your kids just like you was ours
F#
And I'm hurtin for you dog,
F#
F#
but ain't nobody pain is like yours
G#m
I just know that heaven'll open
these doors
B#m
G#m
And ain't no bright side to losin life
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but you can view it like this
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God's got open hands homey,
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he in the midst, of good company
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Who loves all and hates not one
And one day you gon' be
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wit your son
B#
I could've rapped about my hard
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times on this song
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But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
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I wouldn'ta been right,
it wouldn'ta been love
It wouldn'ta been life,
G#m
it wouldn'ta been us
Verse 6
This can't be life
G#m
F#
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
G#m
this can't be us
F#
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right,
F#
G#m
there's gotta be more, this can't be us
This can't be life
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