Key:
Chorus:
Capo 1
Intro- Em Em G
D/F#
Em Em G C
Em
I got ice in my
veins, blood in my
eyes
G
D/F#
Hate in my heart,
love in my mind
Em
I seen nights full
of pain, days of the
same
G
C
You keep the
sunshine, save me
the rain
Em
I search but never
find, hurt but never
cry
G
D/F#
I work and forever
try, but I'm cursed,
so never mind
Em
And it's worse, but
better times seem
further and
beyond
G
C
The top gets higher
the more that I
climb
Em
The spot gets
smaller, and I get
bigger
G
D/F#
Try'na get into
where I fit in, no
room for a n*gga
Em
But soon for a
n*gga it be on,
mu'f*cka
G
C
‘Cause all
the bullshit, it
made me strong,
mu'f*cka
Chorus-
Em
C
G D/A
So I pick the world
up and I'ma drop it
on your f*ckin' head
yeah
Em
C
G C
, I'ma pick the
world up and I'ma
drop it on your
f*ckin' head
yeah
Em
C
G
D/A
And I could die
now, rebirth
motherf*cker, hop up
in my spaceship and
leave Earth,
motherf*cker
Em C
G C
I'm gone,
motherf*cker, I'm
gone uh
Em
I know what they
don't wanna tell
you
G
D/F#
Just hope you're
heaven-sent, and
you're hell-proof
Em
I-I walk up in the
world and cut the
lights off
G
C
And confidence is
the stain they can't
wipe off
Em
Huh, my word is my
pride
G
D/F#
But wisdom is
bleak, and that's a
word from the
wise
Em
Served to survive,
murdered and
bribed
G
C
And when it got too
heavy I put my
burdens aside
Chorus
Em
C
It hurts, but I
never show this pain
you'll never know
G
D/A
If only you could
see just how lonely
and how cold
Em
C
And frostbit I've
become, my back's
against the wall
G
C
When push come to
shove, I just stand
up and scream
‚f*ck ‚Äòem
all”
Em
C
Man, it feels like
these walls are
closing in, this
roof is caving in
G
D/A
Up its time to
razor-thin your days
are numbered like
pagers and
Em
C
My book of rhymes,
got ‘em
cookin', boy this
crooked mind of mine
got ‘em all
Shook and
G
C
Scared to look in
my eyes I stole that
f*ckin' clock I took
the time and I
Em
C
Came up from behind
and pretty much
snuck up And
butt-f*cked this
game up
G
D/A
Better be careful
when you bring my
name up f*ck this
fame, that ain't
what
Em
C
I came to claim but
the game ain't gonna
be the same on the
day that I leave
it
G
C
But I swear one way
or another I'ma make
these f*ckin' haters
believe that
Em
C
I swear to God,
won't spare the rod
I'm a man of my
word, so your
f*ckin'
G
D/A
Heads better nod Or
I'ma f*ck around in
this and roast
everybody
Em
C
Sleep on me, that
pillow is where your
head'll lie
permanently, ,
G
C
It's beddy-bye this
world is my Easter
egg, yeah, prepare
to die
Em
C
My head is swole,
my confidence is up
this stage is my
pedestal
G
D/A
I'm unstoppable,
incredible hope
you're trapped in my
medicine ball
Em
C
I could run circles
around you so fast
your f*ckin' head'll
spin, dog
G
C
I split your
cabbage and your
lettuce and olives
I'll f*ckin'
Chorus
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