Key: G# minor•
Intro 1
G#m
F#
G#
G#m
G#
Am
G#m
Verse 1
G#m
It's eight
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G#m
a.m. I roll out my silk sheets
F#
G#m
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F#
Get fly crash the limo back seats
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F#
Of some ladies that I nev er met
F#
G#m
G#
They ask me questions
They say they write facts
I know that's bull crap
They're kickin' drama
G#m
name
That's the price ya pay for big fame
The cellular phone rings
G#
F#
Dot wanta pick it up
Another damn reporter
A
F#
On the line with a word quiz
I gotta show cause I'm
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G#
Biz. Out the llimo, to the plane
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F#
But there's no time for slow trains
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F#
I gotta caatch my crew
In the bus around two
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F#
No fun at all
Like a tennis ball
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G#m
When it touches down
Bm
F#
I want to kiss the ground
Bm
Am
F#
But it's time to wreck a new town
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F#
Get to the arena, meet up with the crew
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F#
The cordless don't work
G#m
F#
Sound man's a jerk
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G#m
I'm crazy mad
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F#
But my fans want autographs
G#m
Am
I turn my angry frowns
I in't human no more,
Verse 2
I'm a superman
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CHORUS
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Am
You can try
Bm
Am
The lifestyles of the rich
a and infamous
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Verse 3
Am
F#
G#
Am
Four hours till show time oh well
Am
F#
Ten brothers standin' in the hallway
Am
F#
All with demo tapes
Am
F#
They need the hook up
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F#
The one to look up
I can't ditch 'em
Am
F#
Cause they already saw me
G#m
G#
G#m
No chance "Ice what's goin' on?"
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G#
Am
F#
I listened to twenty- five songs
Am
F#
If they didn't jet soon
Snuck across the hall
Am
F#
And crashed in E's room
Bm
Am
F#
Straddled her legs across me
Ripped off her blouse
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F#
Pushed her breast against my face
Bm
F#
G#m
Started girating her waist. Sounds fly,
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F#
But see she looked like Godzilla
This is what it's like on tour
"Could we take this pic
A
Bm
ture real quick?"
Bm
F#
That I used a million times before
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F#
I couldn't say no not to my fans
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F#
You see they wouldn't
Am
F#
understand
Interlude 1
CHORUS
G#
F#
Ab
Am
G
Am
F#
Am
F#
Bbm
F#
Now
Verse 4
F#
Am
it's
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Am
A
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show time,
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F#
time to flow time
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F#
But we still gotta go time
G#m
F#
So I say, "Throw on Rakim's beat."
I start bustin' off some new shit
The stage is so smokey
F#
That I almost fall off, I start inhalin' it
I'm tryin' not to cough
I'm catchin' problems from every angle
The mic cords are tangled
I try to flow smooth
Damn near slipped and broke my ankle
If that ain't enough
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F#
The police are hawkin'
Listenin' real close
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G#m
Am
They want to put a brother like me
They want to tap my phone
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Am
F#
want to keep my crib bugged
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G#m
You might say
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F#
I wouldn't tade it for a million bucks
Am
Bm
Not glamour and gleam
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Am
It's still my dream
Am
CHORUS
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