Chords for Creed III Training Montage Scene

You see that man right there?
Do you remember him?
_ You gotta block out everything and be in the moment.
[F] Not the [D#m] past, not the future, [D#] right now.
[D#m] _ _ Let's go, come on. _ _
_ _ How's that?
_ [A#] [B] What you get? _
[G#m] Good enough to beat you.
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_ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#] Keep your hands up.
[G] _ Move, move.
[C#] _ You can go home, [C] though.
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Climbing gold [F#] gilded stairs.
Dripping blood [Em] from my hands.
Fighting through all this fear.
_ _ [Bm] _ All of these [F#] scars I bear.
Under this [Em] robe I bear.
_ _ Feel like I'm [Bm] left for dead.
Heart [F#] so _ hollow.
[Em] _ Look out, and I'm all on the [Bm] throne. _
Can't [F#] let it crumble.
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_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ Heavy is the [F#] head that wears the [Em] crown. _ _
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_ [Bm] _ _ Where you going? _ _ _
I'm just getting started.
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_ [A#] _ [C#] It's that time.
[Bm] Stay safe and safe, young Jermaine.
Still underrated, but far from underpaid.
And those who follow, they fade to hunger.
Stale, your stomach rumbles, then humble thunder.
I'm still fueled by the ones that slumber.
To stand out amongst the one hit wonders.
When the dust settles and the sun is under the horizon.
Y'all should run the numbers.
Who the fuck want what with me?
[G#] Hardest out, and I say that reluctantly.
[B] Cause it should go without saying, but y'all playing [C#] dumb.
Far as these rappers [G] go, I'm not fearing none.
Cold flow is cold in any genre with many combinations.
Shoot like that boy sponsored by Under Armour.
Reach [D] you a garner.
Arms crossed, they coughing like [Bm] you was from Wakanda.
God's favorite accumulated a ton of [C#] karma.
As seen by me, thumbing through [B] green, I become a gardener.
Pulling up in a supercharger.
[C#] Me and two things like [G] a double entendre.
Nigga want beef, I'm a number nine combo.
Not one designer in my ensemble.
Retune to the realest.
Maybe they'll [C#] ever spill his heart until it's drained.
[Bm] Feel his pain.
Trust 16 ain't enough to do it justice.
Just cop the fall off and he'll explain.
Is it the end of the chapter?
Happily ever after.
Bet this gon' be the [F#] year that he'll feel his reign.
[G] Bang.
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_ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] Yes!
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_ _ _ [A] _ [E] Let's do it baby, let's go!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!
There you go, there you go!
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