Hustle chords by Shawn Lov

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E
G#dim
G#m
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Verse 1
Am 
F 
E 
You know,
G#dim 
E 
you got this fantasy in your head
Am 
about getting out of the life
E 
F 
and setting that other world
E 
on its edge.
G#dim 
What the fuck are you going
E 
Am 
to do except hustle?
F 
In a world of possibilities,
it strikes me strange
E 
that the chaos in the universe
could stop and rearrange
G#dim 
E 
Long enough   for me to see you smile
Am 
Long enough for me to tell
you through my tears
That I'm really a child
F 
Afraid of dying, an open wound
E 
Afraid of trying to heal
I'm gonna fight until I die in the field
G#m 
E 
Applying a     skill to find out what's real
Am 
I'm redesigning the wheel
I'm making it square, I'm taking it there
F 
I stand on a balcony and vacantly stare
E 
Trying to justify taking despair
And making it fair
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E 
On       the street I grew up,
there's a bakery there
Am 
But when I pass,
all I smell is the mistakes in the air
F 
Jamie lies awake in a room
E 
In high school she was a witch
I felt like killin' her
and breakin' her broom
G#dim 
Diggin'     her up out of the grave
and shakin' her tomb
Am 
I got a gifted sense
in everyone who's fakin' a home
F 
I'm living, breathing, lying,
E 
cheating, dying
F 
Breeding, crying, needing human being
E 
Am 
My third eye's like two men seeing
on the shoulders of giants
F 
I'm cold and defiant,
an ageless white tyrant
E 
that holds an appliance
The landmark where literature
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E 
rolls    into science
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Am 
The prototype of a glass vial
that's holding a virus called silence
F 
The Alpha and Omega
E 
Lives between four walls
With no MP and no Sega
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E 
No Cristal, no Blunson, no nothing
Am 
A human broken record called
Let me hold something
F 
Let me be something
I heard there's a reason
E 
to live in this world
Cause let me see something
G#dim 
Should I put down this mic
and pick the crack up?
Am 
Should I get locked up
then go and pick it back up?
F 
We trade one hustle for another hustle,
hustle
E 
We trade one struggle for another struggle
G#dim 
We trade smiles for sorrow
E 
We traded yesterday for today
Am 
Just so we can trade
the day for tomorrow
F 
We can't lie down, we gotta hustle, hustle
E 
We can't cry now, we gotta hustle, hustle
G#dim 
E 
We can't    lie down, we gotta hustle, hustle
Am 
We can't smile now,
we gotta hustle, hustle
F 
Damn, you're cute
I'll take the words, fuck, bitch
E 
And ice out your vocab an
Am 
d you turn mute
E 
Who's the dickhead
on stage in a fur suit?
F 
Corp, little Kim Yo -Kaz got her boots
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E 
Rappers     got nothing to say
And no lungs left to spit tomorrow
What they sucking today?
Am 
Jadakiss says rap ain't important
What's important is the chicks
he's got whorin'
E 
C 
Or the shit that he's snortin'
F 
Brothers, it's officially boring
E 
I'd rather listen to snorin'
Than a verse about the shit
that you sportin'
G#dim 
A drink, a tuna fish milkshake
E 
Am 
Wash it down with a big slice
of pubic hair cake
Before I make the mistake
F 
To go to sleep real and wake up as fake
E 
I'll spend eternity listening
to a tape that I hate
G#dim 
Dawg,    it's a blessing to write
Am 
If I gotta eat noodles, servin' fries
The rest of my life, that's real
F 
We trade one hustle for another hustle,
hustle
E 
We trade one struggle for another struggle
G#dim 
F 
We trade smiles   for sorrows,
E 
we traded yesterday for today
Am 
A 
Am 
Just so we can trade today for tomorrow
F 
We can't lie down, we gotta hustle, hustle
E 
We can't cry now, we gotta hustle, hustle
F 
E 
G#dim 
We can't lie down, we gotta hustle, hustle
Am 
We can't smile now, we gotta hustle,