The Cure Chords by Nas

[E] _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _
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Too many [D#m] changes, you change from your greatness, [C#m] become a byproduct of yourself, on for the
paper [E] regardless.
The market see [D#m] you as an old ass artist, [C#m] the McCartneys look past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest.
[E] _
Stay on your [B] path, [C#m] stay on your craft, [B] they just [A] want you to switch your lanes up, [E] so
they can hate [F#] on your ass.
[E] What's in the name, [D#m] what's in the [C#m] name?
Suffering [B] and pain, [A] guts, blood and tears, aim [E] straight, game [F#m] face, [E] king's grace.
I [B] came in this [C#m] thinking you was gonna [B] be this great [A] thing, cause I seen the greats [E] doing,
[F#] with a great queen.
[E] What these [B] kings have in common, [C#m] they had [B] women who's solid, [A] Malcolm needed Betty, I
[E] met some queens who [F#m] wasn't ready, [E]
they [B] envy the [C#m] unhappiness of [B] the greats, [C#m] they don't
have a fulfilled life yet, so they [F#m] searching for ways to [E] fill what Sam [B] felt.
Played a [C#m] hand Marvin [G#m] was dealt, [A] a Vandross, hits [E] the [F#m] cure, the antidote.
[E] A thousand milligrams, [D#m] make sure you don't overdose, [C#m] turn to a businessman, used to serve
him in a cold, [E] cold game.
Don't get [D#m] exposed, stories get [E] told, you glamorize the game, it ain't a glorious role.
Recipes cold for your [D#m] nip, that's off the rip, [C#m] king shit, if it ain't about fam it don't mean shit.
[E]
The cure, [D#m] love, other your law, don't [C#m] just ride in the phone tap, tapping in with [G#m] law.
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_ [F#] Roll the [C#] credits. You ready?
[G#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [G#m] _ _ Cuban _
_ _ _ [C#m] link, QB chain, [F#m] belong in the [G#] MoMA, _ [G#m] boomerang, you salute my 27 summers, [C#m] little
voice brigade, this cuz a go at the [G#m] moment, pots on the chain, got his medallion I wanted,
[C#m]
send your weight imitation, cuz [G#m] I copy the stomach, kings honor kings, trade for my pot
to my sunshine, [C#m] steak tartare bloody, mercury levels [G#m] from raw fish, sushi for lunch, waiter
at the table to [C#m] cork twist.
_ I'm [F#] studied like a book [G#] by many, they give me [G#m] looks of envy, I took the Bentley, [C#m] white
chick like Liz Taylor, might get the [G#m] Bentayga, on my Rick James behavior, _ [C#m] life is school
for the soul, and I'm in [D#] life 7 already, [G#m] life simple but heavy, _ [E] incomprehensible shit, everything
from [A] sexy to deadly, I done been [G#m] through that shit, still going deeper like I grew a new
[C#m] inch on my dick, we looked at robbing [F#] as a way of [G#m] resolving our problems, my moms took
food but some of my niggas [C#m] was starving and whatever they was down to do I [G#m] was with them
regardless, turns out I was hungry and was hitting [C#m] the hardest, decision was [F#] sharper,
[C#] my predictions was [G#m] on it, no fortune teller just going off [C#m] regular signs, niggas often
tell you they moves, without [G#m] a word just reading they mind, _ wasn't needing [C#m] no 9, corner executive,
born in ghetto hell where metal yelled, especially over [G#m] necklaces, life lessons is karma, [C#m] whatever
you do just shout come back cuz blessings are to haunt [G#m] you, convince your kids and hit
your grandkids for your dishonor, [C#m] that's generational curses, [Bm] they said they [C#] want the
old [G#m] 9's back, play the clue tapes for old verses, [C#m] messing my homies lives up saying
9's [G#m] to rise them up, like they wasn't live enough, many lives [C#m] uptouch, can I get a witness?
_ [F#] _ [G#m] _ Can I get a witness?
_ _ _ [C#m] I need a witness, drinking 3 at night on some bread [G#m] shit, wearing shorts
and Tims, summer night on some bread [C#m] shit, party with gangsters getting right on some
bread shit, [G#m] like MC Chan and Marley, I be on some [C#m] bread shit, _ _ like _ [G#m] _ _ _ _ Zubari I'm on some
bread [C#m] shit, _ _ _ [F#] shooter live [G#m] on, _ _ _ kings [E] live forever, _ _ [A] _ _ [G#m] yeah, _ _ _ _ we go through a lot, [C#m] _ _
nobody wanna hear
about what we go [G#m] through, and that's cool too, _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
every man go through the [G#] same Mondays
[G#m] and Fridays, same [G#] sun moon and stars, _ _ it's just how you stand like a man. _ _ _ _ _