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[Verse 1]
C#
Album on hold, whole world on hold
C#/C
The crowd is like, ho, operator's like "hold"
C#/B
Man, now ain't that cold
C#/Bb
I'm just trying to talk to my homie, that's up in the hole
C#
Now homegirl not trying to be a ho, even though she on a pole
C#/C
Can she get a second chance, no
C#/B
Whoa, like the opposite of go
C#/Bb
That ain't how it's supposed to be: a butterfly
C#
For the sake of rhyming let's just say "butterflyee"
C#/C
The truth stings like Muhammad Ali
C#/B
I tell 'em tell 'em don't homocide me
C#/Bb
I just a little old hope with his back against the ropes
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Fighting for his fans and, fighting for his folks
C#/C
But the boo's from the crowd can become so loud
C#/B
If I could block em out then, I could knock em out and
C#/Bb
Dance around the ring, but until then I'll sing
[Chorus]
C#
I'mma keep it cool, and I'mma do me
C#/C
It is what it is and that's how it's gon' be
C#/B
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Until I get there
C#/Bb
Until I get there
C#
And yeah I got flaws, I know I'm not perfect
C#/C
But all ups and downs, will soon be worth it
C#/B
When I get there
C#/Bb
When I get there
All the other verses and choruses are the same pattern like that. Here are the rest of
the lyrics.
[Verse 2]
"Doctor doctor please! The fame ain't painless enough"
That's cause you ain't famous enough
You got a little game, but your name ain't ringing enough
He said "take 2 of these and put change in my cup"
I said I wasn't poor, he gave me some more
Prescribed a publicist and pointed me to the door
"Out!" Ouch.. I'm telling you this all from a therapist's couch
Tell me about your mother, what she's all about
Prescribed me an interview and then told me to bounce
Damn..geez. The world is so cold, I'm glad I bought these skis
Went right off of the bunny slope and right into the trees
Rendered unconscious, they rushed me to a concert
Instead of green jello and maybe chicken soup
They fed me magazine covers and video shoots
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
And when I finally make it, I'mma stunt so hard
Evel as Knievel, I'mma jump so far
Way up in the atmosphere, I ain't coming back
Be a jerk to these jerks, yeah that'll make em hurt
Huh? Said the young boy in the mirror
A young version of me, so I started to tear up
He said, you need to cheer up, your mind need to clear up
You're already here, just be yourself from here up"
Then he disappeared and I felt something familiar
Something I was taught, something I had lost
If you are afraid, the fear that you gon' change some
All you gotta do is just remember where you came from.
