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Intro 1
Cm
Fm
G
Cm
Ab
G
Yeah, real music
Cm
Fm
G
Yo
Cm
Ya just get in that,
Cm
G
you get in that head space, ya know
Verse 1
Cm
Will somebody get the body bags,
working with the beats in 'em, ah
Ab
Put the MC's in 'em, season 'em,
G
put 'em on a beat
Cm
then I'm eating 'em
Get away from the table,
you rappers ain't hungry enough
Ab
You rappers ain't hungry like ah
They talk about me like I'm here,
G
they talk about you like you was
Cm
(Woah) That nurse came into my room,
she told me I'm sick in the head
Ab
I'm in hip-hop's hospital bed
with a pad and a pen and
G
a brace on my neck
Cm
They told me that I'm never leaving,
why? I am as ill as it gets
Ab
Any rapper that say
that they runnin' the game
I'ma come in they session and
G
cut off they legs
Verse 2
Cm
Woo, strap a grenade to my head,
pull out the pin
My music is mind blowin',
Ab
ain't nobody do it like I do it
G
Cm
You ain't never been on my level,
I gotta part 'em out the way
People talking and acting
like everybody gonna get it
Ab
Better sleep with your eyes open
You wanna know what I noticed?
G
Cm
I look around and my fanbase it ain't ready
That last album was heavy,
Ab
that last album was gritty
How you gon' match that?
G
Cm
Just let me do what I do best
You're better off playing Russian roulette
Ab
Then comin' in a booth with me cause I get
Verse 3
A little bit intense, I'm like, "Who's next?"
Cm
Y'all better watch it,
take a look at where the clock is
Ab
It's my time,
this ladder of music that I climbed
G
Cm
I took the machete, the game isn't ready
Them rappers, they they coming up on me
I cut off the ladder,
and I told 'em, "Bye-bye"
Ab
G
What? You lookin' for a high-five? Nice try
Chorus 1
Cm
Do not believe everything
that you read on the internet
Ab
I do not know who your dentist is,
but he should clean clean ut your mouth
Don't call me a sellout, that's something
Fm
I've never been
I've been through hell all my life though
But I know where heaven is,
Ab
father forgive me, for I am a sinner
G
But you gave me music as medicine, woo
Verse 4
Cm
And nobody want a problem,
when they get in my zone better leave me be
Ab
I'm a mean MC,
G
better feed me rappers or feed me beats, ah
Cm
Feed me both of 'em
They like "Nate, what's it like to be famous?"
Ab
G
Um, I'll let you know if I make it
Cm
Yeah, I wonder what life will be like
if I didn't stick out out my neck
Ab
200 dollars inside of my bank account, woo,
G
I was living on that
Cm
I need some money to pay for my rent,
I need some money to pay for my gas
Ab
I'm not complaining,
I'm just being honest,
G
I promise that I will not beg for respect
Verse 5
Cm
I get so frustrated,
take a look at what I created
Ab
Time is wasting and I ain't waiting
G
I'm a doctor with no job,
Cm
me I don't have no patients
I keep pacing,
back and forth, I keep racing
You ain't never been in my book
and I got a problem with it, why?
G
'Cause you actin' like you read my pages
Cm
I wreck these stages, stages, real talk,
better give me space 'cause I am chasing
Ab
Something they told me that I won't make it,
G
Cm
I'm not famous, I'm just Nathan
And I wonder how the world gon' take this
Ab
They might hate it
but you know anything about me
G
You know that don't mean I'm changin'
Chorus 2
Cm
'Cause you know I'm real with it,
don't care if you're feeling it
Ab
I'm feeling it,
you don't like it then deal with it,
if God ain't real, real isn't
Fm
Used to wonder why I existed,
I exist in the world that's real different
Ab
And what you gon' be
G
when you grow up Nate?
Verse 6
I doubt they will get it
Cm
My life is a mess,
better watch your step when you step in it
Ab
Some off this brain is off limits
I'm off in a world that you don't get
G
'Cause you ain't ever been in it
Cm
In ten minutes,
I still couldn't explain what's inside my brain,
don't mess with it
Ab
I've invested a lot of me inside these lines,
G
I'm just protecting 'em
Chorus 3
Cm
Everybody wanna hear
the real version of life,
then don't get so sensitive
Ab
When I say something a little bit raw
I jot my thoughts and they call it negative
Fm
You wanna know where my heart is?
I stand out 'cause I wear my garbage
Ab
I work my hardest
G
and every time I look into the mirror,
Interlude 1
I don't forget about where I started
Cm
Ab
Fm
Ab
G
Woo
Outro 1
Cm
Ab
Tell me what am I doing here?
Fm
Tell me what am I doing here?
Ab
G
Tell me what am I, what am I doing?
Cm
Ab
Tell me what am I doing here?
Fm
I said, what am I doing here?
Ab
Tell me what am I doing here?
G
Cm
If I'm not being real, mm
Real
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