Chords for Kanye West - Can't Tell Me Nothing (Live From The Joint)

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[Cm] I had [Eb] a dream I could fly my way [Fm] to heaven When I awoke [Cm] I spit that on a necklace
I told [Eb] God I'll [Fm] be back in a second Man it's so [Eb] hard not [Ab] to act quick-witted
[Gm] To whom much is given [Fm] might be shested Get arrested guess [Eb] until he get [Cm] the message
I feel the pressure [Eb] under more [Fm] scrutiny And what I do, [Eb] act more [Cm]
stupidly
[Eb] Bought more [Fm] jewelry, more Louis V My mama [Eb] couldn't get [Cm] through to me
[Eb] The drama, people [Fm] suing me I'm on TV talking [Eb] like it's just [Ab] you and me
I'm [Gm] just saying how [Fm] I feel man I ain't one of them [Eb] Cosby's, I ain't go to [Cm] heel man
[Eb] I guess the money should've [Fm] changed him I guess I should've [Eb] forgot where I came from
[C] _ [Eb] _ [Fm] Wait till I get my [Eb] money [Cm] right And [Eb] _ [Fm] you can't tell me [Eb] not [Ab] right
Excuse [Gm] me, was you saying [Fm] something?
Uh-uh, you can't [Eb] tell me
[Cm]
You [Eb] can't tell me, [Fm] no Uh-uh, you can't [Eb] tell me, [Cm] no
I [Eb] let up the suicide [Fm] doors This is my life homie, [Eb] you decide [Cm] yours
[Eb] I know that Jesus died [Fm] forced But I couldn't tell you [Eb] who to side [Ab] war
So I paralleled [Gm] the OOF on that mother f***er [Fm] sideways
Old folks talking [Eb] bout back in [Cm] my day [Eb] But homie this is [Fm] my day
Class started two hours [Eb] ago, oh am [Cm] I late?
No I [Eb] already graduated
[Fm] And you can live through anything if [Eb] magic made [Cm] it
They [Eb] say I talk with so much [Fm] emphasis Ooh [Eb] they so [Ab] sensitive
Don't [Gm] ever fix your lips like [Fm] collagen Say something where you gon' [Eb] end up [Cm] apologizing
[Eb] Let me know if it's a [Fm] problem then
[F] I [Eb] ain't man [C] hollering [Eb] Wait _ [Fm] till I get my [Eb] money [Cm] right
_ [Eb] _ [Ab] [Fm] And you can't tell me not [Eb] [Ab] right Excuse [Gm] me, was you saying [Fm] something?
Uh-uh, you can't [Eb] tell me [Cm] You [Eb] can't tell me, [Fm] no
Uh-uh, you can't [Eb] tell me
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[Eb] Let the champagne [Fm] splash Let that man get gas
Let that [Eb] man get [Cm] past [Eb] He don't even stop to get [Fm] gas
If he can move through the rumors He can [Eb] drive off of [Ab] fumes
Cause how he [Gm] move in a room full of [Fm] gnomes How he stay faithful in a [Eb] room full of
[Cm] Must be the [Eb] pharaohs he entombed with his [Fm] soul
So when he buried in [Eb] a tomb full [D] of gold [Cm] Treasure, [Eb] what's your pleasure?
[Fm] Life is a, depending [Dm] how you dress [Cm] a So if the [Eb] devil wear Prada
Adam [Fm] Eve wear nada I'm in between but [Cm] way more [Ab] fresher
[Gm] With way less [Fm] effort Cause when you try hard, [Eb] it's when you [Cm] die hard
Your [Eb] homies looking like [Fm] Rygard When they reminisce over you, [D] my [Cm] God
_ [Eb] Wait [Fm] till I [F] get my [Eb] money [Cm] right
And [Eb] _ [Fm] you [F] can't tell [Eb] me not right [Ab] Excuse me, [Gm] was you saying [Fm] something?
Uh-uh, you can't [Eb] tell me [Cm] nothing You can't [Eb] tell me [Fm] nothing
Keep the music [Eb] going [D] I [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm]
see Jermaine Dupri in [D] the house
[Cm] I [Eb] see Nelly in the house [Fm] I see Don Berg, [Eb] Chateau [Ab] in the house
Cat one, [Gm] _ _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] la la [Cm] la la la
They [Eb] _ [Fm] _
_ [Eb] can't tell me [Cm] nothing They [Eb] _ _
[Fm] _ can't tell [Eb] me [Cm] nothing
Yeah, [Eb] that's my [Fm] theme song Number one in the hood [Eb] with some tight [Ab] jeans on
[Gm] With my motherfuckin' [Fm] Vans on [Eb] Hood as [Cm] Cam'ron
[Eb] This pussy [Fm] has tampon [Eb] Yo, pour the champagne
[Cm] _ [Eb] Freestyle off the top, pour the [Fm] dome Just took [Eb] a flight back [Cm] from Rome
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And my [Fm] Louis bags And I'm [Eb] freestylin' when [Ab] I'm jet lag
Eight [Gm] hour flight, wake up at [Fm] night Gettin' my shit [F] right, [D] gettin' my money [Cm] right
[Eb] Boy too [Fm] funky, stronger Number one [Eb] record in the [Cm] country
The country, [Eb] number one in the [Fm] world In the planet, the niggas [Eb] can't stand [Cm] it
Haters can't take [Eb] it Yo, I never faked [Fm] it
Half-staffs, peace Yeah, [Eb] we gon' [Ab] make it
[Gm] They never own no [Fm] real shit They see a real nigga, [Eb] it's hard [Cm] to deal with
Hey, [Eb] you gotta gotta love [Fm] this How many black people get on [Eb] these [Cm] covers?
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[Cm] You see, I do it for the hood [Eb] I do it for my [Fm] people
I do it for Malcolm X We [Eb] still not [Ab] equal
[Gm] You want [Fm] more?
Why the fuck Britney Spears [Eb] open the [D] awards?
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_ [Eb] [Cm] Outta here, this [Eb] pussy ain't had a hit in [Fm] years
And I [Eb] killed it my whole [Cm] career I'm [Eb] gettin' [Fm] a bustin'
Last year, who [Eb] opened up?
[Ab] Justin
[Gm] I gotta get my money [Fm] right Or maybe I [Eb] gotta get my [Cm] skin white
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[Fm] _ _ _ [Dm] [Cm] Uh, these niggas really [Eb] don't wanna listen to [Fm] my tunes
Stronger look right now, number [Eb] one on [Ab] iTunes
[Gm] Uh, palm sweet go [Fm] to my room It's mad dope shit, [D] mad fresh [Cm] shit
I'm the freshest rapper [Eb] ever You don't get the [Fm] message
Fly the bitch, I don't [Eb] care [Cm] Best dressed in Vanity Fair
I just [Eb] took back off the air [Fm] Ayo, if you feelin' my style, put your hands [Eb] in the air
[Cm] Let me hear you say, oh [Eb] yeah [Fm] Let me see you, hey yeah
[Eb] [Ab] I don't know what I just said But [Gm] fuck it, I'm gettin' bread
[Fm] And after this show, I'm definitely [Eb] gettin' [Cm] it
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This shit is because, yeah, I snapped out and I wowed out a couple times and shit
That don't have nothing to do with me being black
But, um, but fuck it though, man
Cause you know, right now, it feels so good
You know, I said my goal was to be the number one artist in the world
I wanted to get that [Ebm] respect as a lyricist and shit
And now, [N] lyrically, I, I _ _ _ just feel like, man
Fuck it, we livin' the good life
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