Left Handed
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Tuning: E A D G B E
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Chords are the same for all verses so i didnt bother do the last one
VERSE 1
EmHis palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms Dare heavy
There's vomitAm on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti C
HEme's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready D
To drop bombsAm, but he keeps on forgetting C
What he wrotEme down, the whole crowd goes so loud D
HAme opens his mouth, but the words won't come out C
EmHe's chokin' how, everybody's chokin' now D
AmThe clock's run out, times up, over, blaw! C
EmSnap, back to reality, oh, there goDes gravity
AmOh, there goes Rabbit he choked, he's so maCd but he won't Em
Give up that easy, no, he won't hDave it he knows Am
His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matterC he's dope Em
He knows that but he's broke, he so stagnant heD knows Am
When he goes back to his mobile home, that's wheCn it's
EmBack to the lab again, yo C
This whole rhapsody better go capture tAmhis moment
And hope Cit don't pass him (X3)
CHORUS
CWell this is the music
The momeAmnt, you own it, you better never let it go Em D
You only gCet one shot, do not miss your chance to blow Am
This opportEmunity comes once in a lifetime, yo X2 D
Em, D
VERSE 2
EmHis soul's escaping, through this hole that is gaping D
AmThis world is mine for the taking, make me kinCg
EmAs we move toward a new world orderD, a normal life is boring Am
CBut superstardom's close to post morEmtem
DIt only grows harder, only grows hotterAm
CHe blows it's all over, these h**s is all Emon him
DCoast to coast shows, he's known as the AmGlobetrotter lonely roads C
God only knows he'sEm grown farther from home, he's no father D
He Amgoes home and barely knows his own daughterC
EmBut hold your nose cuz here goes the cold wateDr
AmThese h**s don't want him no mo', he's cold proCduct
EmThey moved on to the next schmoe who flows D
AmHe nose dove and sold nada, so the soap opera Cis told it unfolds Em
I suppose it's oDld partna, but the beat goes on Am
CDa da dum, da dum da da da da
CHORUS
Em,D
No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothaf****n' roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin' and stepped, writin' the next cipher
Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can't get by with my 9 to 5
And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these *** damn food stamps don't buy diapers
And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
And these times are so hard and it's getting even harder
Tryin' to feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter
Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama's screamin' on and too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail
I've got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothaf****n' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's lot, so here I go it's my shot
Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got
CHORUS
Chords
C [x 3 2 0 1 0]
Am [x 0 2 2 1 0]
D [x x 0 3 2 3]
Em [0 2 2 0 0 0]
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