Chords for Linkin Park, Eminem, Imagine Dragons & 50 Cent - Kindred Spirits (Video)

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[D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah
It's like a throne that [F#] he don't even know he won't sit down give him a crown.
He just throws it around
It's like a joke.
He's like a king, but he don't rule the thing
You don't want the diamonds want the gold I want the jewelry
You don't want the ring don't want the looties in it for the sport running circles round this competition on the court
He appreciates the support, but he ain't begging for it
And you can love it you can hate it, but you can't ignore it
[A#] You can't be that [D#m] if you only could you can try to come short
But you can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it
And he was born to raise hell like them culture boys
And if I'm playing then you better come and fuck me for it
Better come and fuck me for it
I'm a little hypothetical
_ If you're just a [G#m] girl don't wanna be the [D#m] bare unthetical _ Hypothetical
Looking out for something even prouder
Out of [G#m] the box and the box you get away
[C#] And you lose your mind and your [D#m] mind's aware
You [C#] _ gotta get it [B] inside
You push it back [F#] down
You [C#] push it back [D#m] down
Get _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [B] inside
Push it back down
Black [C#] out, blood in [D#m] your eyes
_ _ [C#] Let the bullets fly
Don't [B] let them _ rain
[F#] I'm out my [C#] lip, I'm driving [D#m] him wild
You [C#] gotta get it inside
[B] Push it back down
Black out, blood in [C#] your eyes
[F#] _ He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard
Whether it's the beat of the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else alone
In spite of the fact that some people [D#m] still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality
And making some noise
Making a story
Making sure his click stays up
That means when he puts it down
He's picking it up
Forgetting like nobody [C#] really knows how or why
And he [F#] works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
[D#m] Because he writes every note
[C#] And he writes every line
And [B] I've seen him at work
But now life goes on in [C#] his mind
It's [D#m] like a design
It's written [C#] in his head every time
[B] Before he even touches a key
Or [G#m] speaks in a [A#m] rhyme
And [D#m] those motherfuckers he runs [C#] with
The kids that he signed _ [B] Ridiculous
Without even trying
How [C#] does he do this?
He's [D#m] attentive or critical
They get just a call
Don't wanna be the parenthetic or hypothetical
[G#m] I'm working on something [D#m] that I'm proud of
Out of [G#m] the box
And [D#m] I'm passing it to the world
I'm a musician with my heart
_ Gotta [C#] _ _ get it [B] inside
You push it back [F#] down
You [C#] push it back [D#m] down
Gotta _ _ [C#] _ _ get it [B] inside
You push it back down
Back [C#] down, blood in [D#m] your eyes
_ _ _ [C#] Swim through the water
[B] Let the rain
[F#] I got my blood, my drive, [D#m] again
Gotta _ _ [C#] get it inside
You [B] push it back down
Back down, blood in [C#] your eyes
He's coming [D#m] to give me something out of nothing
[A#m] So many of his [F#] friends look like he owe them something
They talk like he's releasing
Niggas do that or buck him
Ask him if it's a problem
And he'll say nah it's nothing
He was [D#m] gonna help him out
But since they're trying to fuck him
He don't care how they feel
They can hate him or love him
He hold his own on his own
The kid is really thugging
He's rich now, he ain't changed
So niggas think he bugging
[A#] He'd probably flip everything
[N] In case niggas try and buck him
Two pimples on his hip
I'll show you where he tuck them
Niggas say they're gonna get at him
But they can't touch him
Try to catch him slipping
He creeping, he start busting
_ [D#m] Get _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] inside, you push it back [F#] down
You [C#] push it back [D#m] down
Get _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] inside, you push it back down
Back [C#] down, blood in your eyes
[D#m] Blood in _ [C#] your eyes
Let your bullets out, [B] let them _ rain
[F#] I got my drive, my drive, [D#m] again
Blood, _ [C#] _ _ _
[B] push it back down
Back down, blood in [C#] your eyes
Blood in [D#m] your _ _ _ _ _ eyes
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