キー: B major•
Verse 1
C#m
G#m
C#m
I know the Lord will make a way,
G#m
D#m
He will make a way tonight
C#m
D#m
G#m
Yes, He will
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
Yes, He will
C#m
B
E
D#m
C#m
Ooh, I do believe that we will make it
D#m
C#m
Uh, uh, I was at rock bottom
My whole life was more
problems
Reincarnation of a slave picket
cotton
Stress beaming down like the sun, felt rotten
To the core, I wasn't born,
Hot like solar,
he wanna burn my soul up
World on my shoulder,
but I roll back your boulders
Words have a funny way
of coming back to scold ya
you crack a mola
true believers ain't runnin'
For duckin' we ain't scared of nothin',
you feel me?
They wanna test me and press my buttons, oh
E
D#m
C#m
Uh, uh, yeah, uh, check it out
There's a livin' power,
make a man out a coward
Rebuild your strength
like the new Trey Towers
I thought that I was over,
my life got devoured
Now I'm on top and I
B
D#m
pray for all the doubters
E
D#m
C#m
Time to shout it, sing it loud, uh
Yeah, we're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
B
E
D#m
C#m
And I mean it, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
I was feeling like my whole world
was spinning and spilling
On the ground and that God wasn't willing
It seemed like the only ones
bawling was the villains
Dollar signs in their eyes,
They sellin' venom and
we bindin' like denim
These worldwide webs,
they weed, we caught in them
Whole folks is dyin' and CEOs
skimmin'
The bat's in your hand and
E
D#m
Keep your eyes on the ball
Don't be confused,
don't be fooled by the wind, yuh
Stop switchin' your position,
make your mind,
Pull your bootstraps tight, get your grind,
yuh
Take ten percent of that
Though you tryin' to stack
Send it up to God,
I guarantee he'll send it back
Multiply by a hundred times,
y remember that
It's just a little tool
D#m
C#m
Oh, yeah, sing it out
Oh, yeah, we're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
D#m
C#m
In the darkest valley,
through the loneliest alley
Never give up,
press on through the storm
Weeping may endure for the night,
seem long
But if you stand strong,
E
B
And it goes on and on and on and
I know it feels like
your back's to the wall
When you're sitting in the crib
and you don't know who to call
Hanging on a tightrope, fingers slipping off
You invite yourself, dawg,
Ain't no stopping,
got to keep it popping
You want it, you can get it,
believe me, the king did it
Nothing gonna hold you back,
there's no limits
not gimmicks
E
D#m
C#m
An d I'm not finished, man listen
Here's the moral to the thesis,
y 'all cats need Jesus
You put your life back together,
pick up the pieces
Word to the masses,
I heard God asked this
For less fake rappers
D#m
C#m
Uh -huh, uh -huh, from hereafter
B
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
D#m
E
D#m
C#m
B
E
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
D#m
C#m
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
We made it, we made it,
through the storm and rain
F#
G#m
D#m
F#
C#m
You can make it, yes you can, you make it
B
C#m
You got me, I know you can,
C#m
F#
G#m
Yes, I do
C#m
この曲はどうでしたか？
評価を残すにはする必要があります。
LL Cool Jのその他の楽曲
さらに多くの曲を演奏するためのコードを見つけよう
世界中で人気のコード
すべてのユーザーで最も演奏されるコードとタブ譜