キー: C# minor•
Verse 1
Turn the music up turn the lights
Verse 2
down I'm in my zone
C#m
D#m
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity,
F#m
G#
The world'll feel my truths through my "Hard
C#m
D#m
C#m
my work so you can feel my truth s
Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
F#m
E
Listen close you hear what I'm about,
Verse 3
didn't know him that well
Between him doing heroin
and me doing crack sales
With that in the egg shell standing
at the tabernacle
Rather the church pretending
to be hurt
Wouldn't work so a smirk
was all on my face
Like damn that mans face
was just like my face
So pop I forgive you for all the shit
that I live through
It wasn't all your fault homie
you got caught
And to the same game I fault
that Uncle Ray lost
My big brothers and so many others I saw
I'm just glad we got to see each other
Talk and re- meet each other
save a place in Heaven
Verse 4
Til the next time we meet forever
C#m
D#m
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity,
F#m
G#
The world'll feel my truths through my "Hard
F#m
C#m
I gave you volume after volume of my work
D#m
C#m
so you can feel my truths
Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
G#sus4
G#
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til
F#m
E
Listen close you hear what I'm about,
D#m
C#m
nigga feel my truths
Verse 5
C#m
Hustlers and boosters embrace
me and the music I be making
I dumb down for my audience
and double my dollars
They criticize me for it yet
they all yell "Holla"
If skills sold truth be told
I'd probably be lyrically Talib Kweli
Truthfully I want to rhyme like
Common Sense (But I did five Mil)
I ain't been rhyming like Common since
When your sense got
that much in common
And you been hustling since,
your inception, fuck perception
Go with what makes sense
Since I know what I'm up against
We as rappers must decide
what's most important
And I can't help the poor
if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back to me
that's the win, win
The next time you see the homie
and his rims spin
Verse 6
C#m
this moment of honesty
F#m
G#
The world'll feel my truths through my "Hard
Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
G#sus4
G#
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til
F#m
E
Listen close you hear what I'm about,
Verse 7
My homie Sigel's on a tier where no tears should fall
C#m
'Cause he was on the block
where no squares get off
See in my inner circle all we do is ball
'Til we all got triangles on our wall
He ain't just rapping for the platinum,
y'all record
I recall, 'cause I really been there before
Four scores and seven years ago prepared
to flow prepare for war
I shall fear no man you don't hear
me though
These words ain't just paired to go
in one ear out the other ear, no
Yo, my balls and my word is all's I have
What you gonna do to
me? Nigga scars'll scab
What you gonna box me homie?
I can dodge and jab
Three shots couldn't touch
me thank God for that
I'm strong enough to carry
Biggie Smalls on my back
Verse 8
And the whole BK nigga holla back
C#m
D#m
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity,
F#m
G#sus4
The world'll feel my truths through my "Hard
G#
A
Knock Life" time my gift and a curse
C#m
D#m
C#m
my work so you can feel my truth s
Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
F#m
E
Listen close you hear what I'm about,
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