Gorgeous

[Intro]
C#m E F#m C#m E F#m F#sus4
C#m E F#m B A E
F#m C#m

[Chorus]
C#m         E              F#m
   Ain't no question, if I want it,
I need it
C#m      E              F#m          F#sus4
   I can feel it slowly drifting away      from me
C#m           E
   I'm on the edge,
           F#m
so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
  B    A          E                 F#m
I will never ever let you live this do wn,
  C#m
down, down
C#m        E                F#m
   Not for nothin' I've foreseen it,
I dream it
C#m      E              F#m          F#sus4
   I can feel it slowly driftin' away      from me
C#m        E               F#m
   No more chances, if you blow this,
you bogus
  B    A          E                 F#m
I will never ever let you live this do wn,
  C#m
down, down

[Verse 1]
             C#m                E
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances
               F#m
And eventually answers to the call of Autumn
            C#m                     E
All of them fallin' for the love of ballin'
                       F#m
Got caught with thirty rocks,
                       F#sus4
the cop look like Alec Baldwin
             C#m               E
Intercentury anthems based off innercity tantrums
F#m
Based off the way we was branded
     B
Face it,
  A                       E
Jerome get more time than Brandon
              F#m                           C#m
And at the airport they check all through my   bag
                      C#m
And tell me that it's random
            E
But we stay winnin',
                     F#m
this week has been a bad massage
                            C#m
I need a happy endin' and a new beginnin'
      E
And a new fitted,
         F#m                      F#sus4
and some job opportunities that's lucrative
         C#m
This the real world, homie,
 E
school finished
           F#m
They done stole your dreams,
you dunno who did it
  B         A                      E
I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS
        F#m                      C#m
I won't be satisfied 'til all my niggas get it,
get it?

[Chorus]
C#m         E              F#m
   Ain't no question, if I want it,
I need it
C#m      E              F#m          F#sus4
   I can feel it slowly drifting away      from me
C#m           E
   I'm on the edge,
           F#m
so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
  B    A          E                 F#m
I will never ever let you live this do wn,
  C#m
down, down

[Verse 2]
       C#m                  E
Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion?
    F#m
The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missin'
    C#m                       E
But this is more than just my road to redemption
        F#m                        F#sus4
Malcolm West had the whole nation standin' at attention
   C#m                 E
As long as I'm in Polo smilin',
they think they got me
F#m                                                     B
But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me
A                          E
 I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me
   F#m                       C#m
If a  nigga ain't shootin' a jump shot,
runnin' a track meet
    C#m
But this pimp is,
       E
at the top of Mount Olympus
F#m
Ready for the World's Game,
this is my Olympics
C#m                           E
We make'em say hoe 'cause the game is so pimpish
F#m                   F#sus4
   Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick
C#m              E
   I insisted to get up off this dick
F#m
   And these drugs,
                      B
niggas can't resist it
  A                             E
Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted
   F#m                         C#m
If I  ever wasn't the greatest nigga,
I must have missed it

[Chorus]
C#m         E              F#m
   Ain't no question, if I want it,
I need it
C#m      E              F#m          F#sus4
   I can feel it slowly drifting away      from me
C#m           E
   I'm on the edge,
           F#m
so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
  B    A          E                 F#m
I will never ever let you live this do wn,
  C#m
down, down

[Verse 3]
       C#m                        E
I need more drinks and less lights
                   F#m
And that American Apparel girl in just tights
                      C#m                      E
She told the director she tryna get in a school
He said,
                  F#m                        F#sus4
"Take them glasses   off and get in the pool"
                          C#m                           E
It's been a while since I watched the tube 'Cause like a
Crip set,
      F#m                                     B
I got way too many blues for any more bad news
      A
I was lookin' at my resume,
E
 feelin' real fresh today
     F#m
They rewrite history,
 C#m
I   don't believe in yesterday
    C#m                      E
And what's a black Beatle anyway,
             F#m
a fuckin' roach?
I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach
C#m                    E
   My guy said I need a different approach
          F#m                          F#sus4
'Cause people is lookin' at me like I'm      sniffin' coke
        C#m
It's not   funny anymore,
   E
try different jokes
        F#m
Tell 'em   hug and kiss my ass,
           B
x and o And
        A
kiss the ring while they at it,
      E
do my thing while I got it
   F#m                        C#m
Play  strings for the dramatic   endin' of that wack shit
C#m                    E
Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes
  F#m
I ain't got it I'm comin' after whoever who has it
C#m                    E
   I'm comin' after whoever, who has it?
F#m
   You blowin' up,
       F#sus4
that's good, fantastic
C#m                   E
That y'all, it's like that y'all
        F#m
I don't really give a fuck about it at all
B          A                         E
'Cause the same people that tried to black ball me
        F#m                 C#m
Forgot about two things, my black balls

[Chorus]
C#m         E              F#m
   Ain't no question, if I want it,
I need it
C#m      E              F#m          F#sus4
   I can feel it slowly drifting away      from me
C#m           E
   I'm on the edge,
           F#m
so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
  B    A          E                 F#m
I will never ever let you live this do wn, down,
    C#m
down

[Verse 4]
            C#m                        E
Ayo, I done copped Timb's, lived in lenses,
kid
       F#m
Armani suits, fresh fruits,
Bally boots and Benzes
C#m                      E
Countin' up, smokin', one cuff
             F#m                  F#sus4
Live as a red   Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin' a blunt,
fuck it
C#m                          E
Steam about a hundred and one L's
             F#m
Kites off to jails, buyin' sweats,
                     B
runnin' up in Stetson
A                     E
Nigga hat game was special
                 F#m
It matched every black pair of Nikes,
         C#m
throwing dice for decimals
    C#m
The older head, bolder head,
E
would train a soldier head
F#m
Make sure he right in the field,
                  C#m
not a soldier dead
           E
That meant code red,
             F#m                         F#sus4
bent off the black skunk The black dutch,
back of the old shed
C#m                      E
If you can't live, you dyin',
               F#m
you give or buy   in Keep it real or keep it movin',
keep grindin'
B
     A                 E
Keep shinin', to every young man,
            F#m
this is a plan
                            C#m
Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye

[Chorus]
C#m         E              F#m
   Ain't no question, if I want it,
I need it
C#m      E              F#m          F#sus4
   I can feel it slowly drifting away      from me
C#m       E
   I'm on the edge,
       F#m
so why you playin'? I'm sayin'
B A           E                F#m       C#m
I will never ever let you live this down,   down,
do

[Outro]
C#m E F#m C#m E F#m F#sus4
C#m E F#m B A E F#m C#m
C#m