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Em
Yeah
G
You know, I've been around for a while now
Am Bm
Not sure if I have much left to prove
Em
Yeah I do, haha
Em
I look at me now, I'm thinkin', "Damn"
G
How proud of me I am
Em
What I did is nothin' to sneeze at
Even if your allergies are bad
Am
I'm up in a balcony in France
Bm
I look around, I see the fans
Em
How they surround me in the stands
Probably could drown in a sea of hands
Em
They're hollerin', "Shady" ("Shady")
G Em
Yelling it out to me and that's what I mean when I say
Am
That one day someway, somehow, if I get the chance to get a crowd
Bm
I'd flip it around and have a crowd give me the chants
Em
(I've done it all, man)
But in actuality, I haven't, yet
Em G
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Em
Really I have no idea (All)
Am
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Bm Em
I go higher than I've ever really been (My only question is)
Em G
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Em
Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
Am
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Bm Em
I go higher than I've ever really been
Em
Got no time for no haters in this ditch
G
Or toleration for this stuff
Em
But like medication, my dedication
And the time it takes to do this stuff
Am Bm
Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waiting room'll get
Em
What I mean is maybe I have more patience (patients) than I'm able to admit
Em G
Yeah, but I'm still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this ditch
Em
Fame was a switch, but I was grateful to trade this stuff for the trailer with a hitch
Am
That it would make me a raving lunatic
Bm Em
But I made it through my situation, I hit pay dirt
Now I get paper like a stapler in this ditch
Em
But just 'cause I made a little bit of change
G
Don't mean I've changed a little bit
Em
Brain full of wit, dangerous, can't extinguish this English language when it's lit
Am
And I'm just berating you with it, it's Shady 'til I'm eighty-two
Bm Em
I'll spit this crazy, even Dre, he knows (nose) I'ma blow
Better get the handkerchief again, haha
Em G
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Em
Really I have no idea (All)
Am
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Bm Em
I go higher than I've ever really been (Know I talk about this stuff a lot, my only question is)
Em G
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Em
Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
Am
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Bm Em
I go higher than I've ever really been
Em
Oh, now what am I gonna do?
Can't nothing hold me, I'm on the loose
G
Born a winner, damn, it's so hard to lose
Em
I can do it even when I'm tryin' to
Am
When my record flops, it still go through the roof
This atmosphere's for a chosen few
Bm Em
Who was on they grind makin' money moves
And you ain't gon' get there if you watered-down
Em
You gotta take shots with a hundred proof (Check it out)
Em
Been in survival mode
G Em
Since a five year old, it was I alone
Since my trike was stole, spiral notebook and microphone
Am
But lookin' back how bad it was then
Bm
If it hadn't been for the pad and the pen
Em
Addict mom and deadbeat dad
I wouldn't have had the savage within
Em
Havin' to win every single battle I'm in
G
All I ever wanted was to be an emcee
Em
Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me
Am
EPMD must've had teachin' degrees
Bm
Learned to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin' of these rhymes
Em
Would be as Eazy as E
And graffiti would be like remedial readin' to me (Yeah)
Em
'Til my last breath leaves my lungs
G
I'ma beat my drum (Yeah) for the streets I'm from (Yeah)
Em
The East side slums (Yeah), gotta remind 'em (Yeah)
I'll take a foe out (Yeah), like fee-fi-fum
Am
You see my finger (What?), you see my thumb (What?)
Bm
You see my fist, screw a peace pipe, I'm (What?)
Em
Here for the smoke but it's not the weed I want (What?)
With this beat I brung for the beef I've come (Woo)
Em
But you better bring it if you wanna reply from
G Em
'Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it'd be a steep climb up
That'll be an uphill battle
Am
But I'm up like your feet in a recliner
Bm Em
And I think I'm about to go out on a limb like a tree climber
Time to push my ceiling higher 'cause
Em G
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Em
Really I have no idea (All)
Am
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Bm Em
I go higher than I've ever really been (For the last time, my only question is)
Em G
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Em
Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
Am
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Bm Em
I go higher than I've ever really been (Damn)
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