City Of Stars

G F# B D E7 F# B E7 F# B E7 F# B I know that you think this song is for you E7 F# B I used to long for you and adore you E7 F# B My life was just fine way back before you E7 F# B Now when you reach out I just ignore you E7 F# Cause this ain't a love song (woah) B This is, "So long" E7 F# You did me so wrong for so long B For so long, for so long E7 F# B No, I never thought I could live my life without you E7 F# B All you ever seem to do is scream and make it all about you E7 And so I doubt you F# B I doubt you even know what's on my mind E7 I said, I doubt you F# B I doubt you even know why I left you behind E7 F# I know that I've been living B I know that I've been living E7 F# I know that I've been living B I know that I've been living E7 F# In the city of stars, where there's flying cars B A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars E7 F# In the city of stars, where there's flying cars A D B A brand new home for everyone and even life on Mars E7 F# Cause this ain't a love song (woah) B This is, "So long" E7 F# You did me so wrong for so long B For so long, for so long E7 And so I doubt you F# B I doubt you even know what's on my mind E7 I said, I doubt you F# B I doubt you even know why I left you- B G F# B 2x B Yeah, uh, yeah... G Much love to Def Jam, even though they under shipped me F# Did me like Bobby did Whitney, but the fans was with me B Know my name around the world but it still ain't hit me B All the talent in the world and they still don't get me G I didn't talk about my race on the whole first album F# But black vs. white bullshit was the still the outcome B How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go? B Judging rap by race instead of the better flow F# Who gives a f**k who made it? I penetrate it and innovate it F# While they emulate it, give a f**k if I'm hated B I'mma do it 'til I get it, f**k a nominated B Bitch, I dominate it G Yeah, emails from Rick Rubin, dinner with No ID F# Chilling with B-I-G D-A-Double-D-Y K-A-N-E B Not many get to do what I do, and now enemies B Thinking they slick as f**k like the finna befriending me G But let's get back to the music, I'm gone F# Outside of this solar system, I'm searching for paradise B Livin' the life, bitch, I've been a vet B F**k all these cats on the internet B I love hip hop and I hate hip hop G Cause people that love Pac hope that Drake get shot F# Cause he raps about money and bitches, for heaven's sakes B Pac did the same shit, just on a drum break B Now, I ain't wanna name names, I'm just droppin' this game C We all people, all equal—now let me let off, yeah C Now let me let off G Tougher than raw denim, my flow you can't identify F# Talib said it best back in the day, we just tryna get by B F# Two words, Mos Def, in my headphones F# Black on one side, now I'm in another zone G Switch flows, f**k 'em up—play the game, run 'em up F# Yeah, I sold a couple records but people don't give a f**k B All the people want is real, guess that's why Logic appeal D All the power in the world; hold that, tell me how that feel? G Racism on television and magazines F# Paying taxes so soldiers don't run out of magazines, god damn B Country don't give a f**k who I am B Just a youngin' on the rise with a mic in my hand G And I am, here's to the Roc C The .45 Glock that my older brother pop—shot G D And I am, finally on top; too high up, not a drop D Stop, we gettin' guap, gettin' guap G I am, livin' like I ain't got it F# Spit the flow so robotic, man who gives a f**k about it D Maryland 'til I die, but I had to get the f**k up out it A I love it and hate it, you probably don't know, man, I doubt it