Cifra de Spaceship - Chance The Rapper
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Primeiro acorde: Em 6 acordes identificados
Intro:
Em G A B
Em D C B
Uhh baby
Em D C B
Uhh baby
verse 1
Em
Blast off uhh baby)
D
It's the motherfucking time now
Dug a deep ditch when i quit school, but this rapping shit helping me climb out
Me and Chancellor, fuck you tahm bout
Village shittin' on niggas in time out
When im feeling this all that i rhyme 'bout
Me and Kembe grindin' in the grind house
Asking where I wanna go, who I wanna be
My life is nothing more than ripping all these beats
And that's the way i want it im trippin'
Of the weed and that im sippin' on at least you
Tipping, fuck you mean
Em
Gotta get mine, gotta fucking win
D
Gotta bring the Village, I gotta represent it
I gotta keep on pushing, gotta keep on working
I can't stop yelling fuck though, I gotta keep on shittin'
Em
All we wanna do is get money
Seem like errbody want some shit from me
Like put me on with this and hook me on with that
B
Find your way up off my dick homie
C
Remember I used to keep the sacks with me
In the basement, watching that Rap City
C
Niggas used to say I rap shitty, funny
B
Now them niggas want a track with me
Hook: Alex Wiley
Em
If my manager insults me again
D
I will be assaulting him
C
After I fuck the manager up
B
Then I'm going to shorten the register up
Em
Let's go back, back to the Gap
D
Look at my check, wasn't no scratch
C
So if I stole, wasn't my fault
B
Yea I stole, never got caught
Interlude: GLC
Em
Yea, they're going to do it on purpose man
D
It's going to be haters lurking
You know what I'm talking about?
C
Wishing to see you fail
But at the end of the day if you got God on your side
C
Why the fuck would you believe in hell
D
You know what I'm talking about?
Hate ain't shit but the devil
C
Tell them motherfuckers to get up
And get up on a whole 'nother motherfucking level
Ism
verse 2
It's NASA,
G C
Whole world wants to know what you crashed for,
B Em
Jag off, what you jag for
G C B
Im just doing what you assholes, had asked for
Em
When we going to home?
My eyes hurt, my throat hurt, my soul hurt
My whole church know my niggas on dirt
Em D
Lil' college dropout, blame it on Ye'
C B
Lil' Jimmy done grown up, he's slangin' them tapes
Em D
Southside, out West, South By Southwest
C B
Doubt my prowess, I guess 'bout now I'm fresh
Goodness gracious,
Visionary chasing, Chance with a space and The
Then a pronoun, and the car spacious,
And a spaceship for the spaceship like IGH!
Hook: Alex Wiley
Em
If my manager insults me again
D
I will be assaulting him
C
After I fuck the manager up
B
Then I'm going to shorten the register up
Em
Let's go back, back to the Gap
D
Look at my check, wasn't no scratch
C
So if I stole, wasn't my fault
B
Yea I stole, never got caught
Outro: GLC
Em
Yea, always keep your ism at a magnificent level
That it's true, know what I'm talking about?
I come to find out there's three type of people in the world
There's those that ask what happened
There's those that saw it happen
And then there's those that made it happen
And which one are you?
Cathedral.ism