キー: E minor•
Verse 1
Yeah, it's cold, but I like that
Heart's beating out out of my chest
Door's locked, but the keys are in my hands
does it
Might smile, but it ain't that funny
Sing along to the pain, they love it
And I'm still tryna figure it out
My whole life I've been airin' it out
Oh, I'm gettin' into character now
My feelings sealed tight real nice
But I'm not Mike Tyson, I won't bite ya
I am not the norm
I got my own shoes, I ain't tryna fit in yours
Hi, I'm Nate, have we met before?
Check the source
Somebody told you I was back?
Yes, of course
There's the door
You lookin' for the old me?
Check the morgue, ah
but I can see into the future better
when I pick up the microphone,
get the fans together
Same style, but the songs are better
feels feels like it's gone forever
Ain't no drink in my hand,
but you know the buzz is comin'
yeah, the Hulk is runnin'
My thoughts are funny,
Pre-chorus 1
feels like I'm on to something, yeah
my head's in the clouds
I am not comin' down
I am not good in crowds
been that that way since a child
I'll never get out
I am nobody else
I'm just being myself
Chorus 1
Verse 2
'Cause I'm respectin' women
I heard your record, I was laughin' at it
if I got a little graphic with it
little rappin' idiots, I'd rather be the outcast
I take a hundred and staple it
right to my tongue
I always put the money
Feels good to be here now
I'm a weird person with a weird crowd
That's cool, that's great, that's fine, okay,
you can leave now
I paint it on me
and I'm walkin' to the microphone
like I did in Intro I, yeah
Yeah, you didn't know I'm 'bout to go mad
Never wanted something so bad
Ain't no way I'm gonna hold back
How I'm blowin' up in front of my own eyes
You look a little lost, you ain't get that?
where nobody is a rapper
Guess I never got the memo,
must've missed that
Em
Wow!
Here I go in my feelings again,
I can feel it again
And I dwell on my sins,
I keep wonderin' when
they don't know who I am
But I pick up the keys and I put on my Timbs
and the tat on my skin
Pre-chorus 2
And I think to myself, "I don't wanna fit in"
my head's in the clouds
I am not comin' down
I am not good in crowds
been that that way since a child
I'll never get out
I am nobody else
I'm just being myself
Chorus 2
Verse 3
Take my brain, put it on the floor
tryna figure out my motives
when the door was locked
Nah, you should see me
when the door opens
Put a camera in my face,
Always been a little complex
Difficult to process
and try to pick apart my bars
Here's some lines you could dissect
I'ma die givin' everything that I have
Take a deep breath,
I'm a reject kid at recess playin' games
with his make-believe friends
Lights off in the room and I write songs
B
I might fall into my thoughts once in a while
when the mic's off
better hop outta my car
I'm about to unlock my doors
Am
You ain't got a seat belt on, better find one
Gettin' sick of people tellin' me to smile more
it was therapy for me
B
But it's time to turn the page now
Hey, shut up! I'm tryna tell 'em my story!
I was talkin' to the voices
for tryin' to ignore me
And playin' while singin' this chorus
Chorus 3
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