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C _ .
_ _
Gm _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
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G _ _ _
Em _ .
_
Gm _ _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
_ But only when
G it freezes.
_
Am.
Why are expectations so high.
Is it the bar I
F set, my arms I stretch but I can't reach.
A
C far cry from it or it's in my grasp but as soon as
Am I grab squeeze.
I lose my grip like the flying trapeze into the dark I plummet.
F Now the sky's blackening, I know the mark's high but a.
C Fly's rip apart my stomach knowing that no
Dm matter what.
As far as I come with you're gonna harp gripe and that's a hard fight getting to swallow.
So
F I scrap these as pressure increases
G like khakis.
I feel the ice cracking
C because.
Bb But _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
_ I
G know Jesus.
But
C _ .
_
Bb _ _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
_ only
G when it freezes.
_
Am It's the curse of the standard that the first of the Mathers discs set.
Always in search of the verse that I haven't
F spit yet.
Will this step just be another
C misstep to tarnish whatever the legacy lover.
Am _ .
Respect I've garnered the rhyme has to be perfect the delivery flawless.
F.
And it always feels like I'm hitting the mark
C till I go sit in the car listen and pick it apart.
Dm Like this shit is garbage God's given me all
Am this still I
Dm feel no different regardless.
F Kids look to me as a God this is retarded
G if only they knew it's a facade and it's
Dm exhaustive.
And I try not to listen to nonsense
Am but if you bitches
Dm are trying to strip me of my confidence.
Mission
F accomplished I'm not God sent.
G Nas, Rod, Kim, Pac, Big, James, Todd, Smith and I'm
C not Prince.
Bb But _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
_ I
G know Jesus.
_
C _ .
Gm But _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
_ only when
G it freezes.
Cause I'm
F only human
G just
Am like you.
C Making my
F.
mistakes oh
G if you only
Am knew.
C I don't think you should
F.
believe in
G me.
The way that
Am you do
Em is I'm tearing
F _ .
_ you
G down.
_
Am It's true I'm a Rubix a beautiful mess at times juvenile yes.
I goof and
F I jest a flawed human
C I guess.
But I'm doing my best to not ruin
Am your expectations and meet them.
But first the speed verse now Big Sean he's going too fast.
Is he gonna
F shout or curse out his mom.
There was a
C time I had the world by the balls eating out my palm.
Dm Every album song I was spazzing the fuck out on.
And now I'm getting clowned and frowned on.
But
F the only one who's looking down on me that matters
G now's Deshawn.
Am I lucky to be around
Dm this long.
_ Begs the question though.
Especially after the methadone is
F yesterday fades.
And the Dresden home is burnt to the
G ground.
And all that's left of my house is lawn.
The
Am crowds are gone and it's time to wash out the blonde.
Sales decline the
F curtains drawn they're closing the set.
I'm still poking my head from
C out behind.
And everyone who has
Am doubt remind.
Now take your best rhyme I'll do it now do it a
F thousand times.
Now let them tell you the
C world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes.
Dm _ .
And as I grow out of sight out of mind I might go out of mine.
F Cuz how do I ever let this mic go without
G a fight.
When I'm made of fucking tight
Dm robotic twine.
_ But when I do fall from these heights though I'll be fine.
F I won't pout a cry or spiral down a whine.
G But I'll decide if it's my final bout this time
C around cuz.
Bb I'll, _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
but I ain't no
G Jesus.
_ _ _
C _ .
Gm I'll, _
Am _ _ _ _
Dm _ .
but only
G when it freezes.
Cuz I'm
F only human
G just
Am like you.
C I've been making my
F mistakes so
G if you only
Am knew.
C I don't think you should
F believe in
G me the way that
Am you do.
C Cuz I'm tired
F _ .
_ of letting you
G down.
Oh,
C if I
Bb out, _
F _ _ I
C out drown.
Cuz I'm just a
N man but as long as I got a mic I'm godlike.
So me and you are not alike, bitch, I wrote Stan _ _ _ .
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