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Intro 1
Cm
Fsus2
G
Cm
Abmaj7
G
Yeah, real music
Cm
Fsus2
G
Yo
Cm
Ya just get in that,
Cm/Eb
G
you get in that head space, ya know
Verse 1
Cm
Cm/Eb
Will somebody get the body bags,
working with the beats in 'em, ah
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
you rappers ain't hungry enough
Abmaj7
You rappers ain't hungry like ah
They talk about me like I'm here,
G
they talk about you like you was
Cm
Cm/Eb
(Woah) That nurse came into my room,
she told me I'm sick in the head
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
why? I am as ill as it gets
Abmaj7
Any rapper that say
that they runnin' the game
I'ma come in they session and
G
cut off they legs
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Verse 2
Cm
Cm/Eb
Woo, strap a grenade to my head,
pull out the pin
My music is mind blowin',
Abmaj7
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
Cm/Eb
People talking and acting
like everybody gonna get it
Abmaj7
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,
Abmaj7
that last album was gritty
How you gon' match that?
G
Cm
Just let me do what I do best
Cm/Eb
You're better off playing Russian roulette
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
take a look at where the clock is
Abmaj7
It's my time,
this ladder of music that I climbed
G
Cm
I took the machete, the game isn't ready
Cm/Eb
Them rappers, they they coming up on me
I cut off the ladder,
and I told 'em, "Bye-bye"
Abmaj7
G
What? You lookin' for a high-five? Nice try
Chorus 1
Cm
Do not believe everything
that you read on the internet
Abmaj7
I do not know who your dentist is,
but he should clean clean ut your mouth
G/Ab
Don't call me a sellout, that's something
Fm7
I've never been
I've been through hell all my life though
But I know where heaven is,
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
when they get in my zone better leave me be
Abmaj7
I'm a mean MC,
G
better feed me rappers or feed me beats, ah
Cm
Feed me both of 'em
Cm/Eb
They like "Nate, what's it like to be famous?"
Abmaj7
G
Um, I'll let you know if I make it
Cm
Yeah, I wonder what life will be like
Cm/Eb
if I didn't stick out out my neck
Abmaj7
200 dollars inside of my bank account, woo,
G
I was living on that
Cm
I need some money to pay for my rent,
Cm/Eb
I need some money to pay for my gas
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
take a look at what I created
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
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,
Cm/Eb
better give me space 'cause I am chasing
Abmaj7
Something they told me that I won't make it,
G
Cm
I'm not famous, I'm just Nathan
Cm/Eb
And I wonder how the world gon' take this
Abmaj7
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
Abmaj7
I'm feeling it,
you don't like it then deal with it,
G/Ab
if God ain't real, real isn't
Fm7
Used to wonder why I existed,
I exist in the world that's real different
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
better watch your step when you step in it
Abmaj7
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,
Cm/Eb
I still couldn't explain what's inside my brain,
don't mess with it
Abmaj7
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
Abmaj7
When I say something a little bit raw
I jot my thoughts and they call it negative
Fm7
You wanna know where my heart is?
I stand out 'cause I wear my garbage
Abmaj7
I work my hardest
G
and every time I look into the mirror,
Interlude 1
I don't forget about where I started
Cm
Abmaj7
Fm7
Abmaj7
G
Woo
Outro 1
Cm
Abmaj7
Tell me what am I doing here?
Fm7
Tell me what am I doing here?
Abmaj7
G
Tell me what am I, what am I doing?
Cm
Abmaj7
Tell me what am I doing here?
Fm7
I said, what am I doing here?
Abmaj7
Tell me what am I doing here?
G
Cm
If I'm not being real, mm
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