50 Cent – My Life chords
Chords:
Capo: 5th Fret || Tuning: EADGBe (standard) Am x02210 C x32010 F 133211 B x23332 G 320033 Bb5 x133xx *Trust me, you don't want to play this without a capo. But if you really want to.. Dm - E-F - C - Bb - CDm - E-F - C - Bb - Eb I suggest you use power chords. To ease the pain.[Intro] Am - B-C - G - F - G Am - B-C - G - F - Bb5Am B C G F G Am B C G F Bb5e|------------------------------------------------|B|-1-----1------------------1-----1---------------|G|-2-----0----0---2-----0---2-----0----0---2----3-|D|-2-----2----0---3-----0---2-----2----0---3----3-|A|-0---2-3----2---3-----2---0---2-3----2---3----1-|E|------------3---1-----3--------------3---1------|[Chorus]AmMy life, my lifeFMakes me wanna run awayAm FThere's no place to go, no place to goAmAll the confusionFIt's an illusion like a movieAmGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideFNo matter how hard I try[Verse I] (same strum and chord pattern as chorus)AmYeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy richFMan, the emotions change so I can never trust a b!tchAmI tried to help n!ggas get on, they turned around and spitFRight in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a d!ckAmNow when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh!tFCause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hitsAmI'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learnedFIf money is evil look at all the evil I done earnedAmI'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighterF Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuverAmWhat's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basicFThis is my recovery, my comeback, kid[Chorus] http://chordsworld.com/AmMy life, my lifeFMakes me wanna run awayAm FThere's no place to go, no place to goAmAll the confusionFIt's an illusion like a movieAmGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideFNo matter how hard I try[Verse II]F G AmWhile you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavyI was in the f!cking sheds sharpening my macheteF GSipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds readyE7 FTo whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?G AmI think you f!cking meatballs keep on just forgettingThought he was finished, m!therf!cker, it's only the beginningF G E7He's bugging again, he's straight thugging, f!ck who he's offendingHe'll rip your vocal chords out and have them b!tches plugged in meAm FM!therf!cking wall with 3000 volts of electricityFNow take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf!ckers in eachG E7One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally f!cking seeThat'll teach you to go voicing your c!cksuck!ng opinion to meAmI done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh!tF FF!ck letting up, youÂ’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against meFeels like I'mma snap any minute, yeahG E7It's happening again, I'm thinking about the sameM!ther f!ck everybody that's up in this b!tch, but 50F GCause this is all I know, this is why so hard I goAmI swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knowsF GI'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trappedE7And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrapF GThis is like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisisAmChrist, how was I supposed to know sh!t would turn up like it did?F GFeels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lidE7Sh!t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kidCause I'm running in circles with. [Chorus]AmMy life, my lifeFMakes me wanna run awayAm FThere's no place to go, no place to goAmAll the confusionFIt's an illusion like a movieAmGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideFNo matter how hard I try[Verse III]F GI haven't been this f!cking confused since I was a kidAmSold like 40 million records, people forgot what I didF GMaybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazyE7Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like ShadyF GPsycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighterAmTryna say the same classic, get your @ss kickedFMan crook, wrap your head up in plasticG E7P!ssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggotsAmIt's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one againFWith that frown on your face, and your heart full of hateF G E7Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungsAnd every f!cking thing with it [Chorus]AmMy life, my lifeFMakes me wanna run awayAm FThere's no place to go, no place to goAmAll the confusionFIt's an illusion like a movieAmGot nowhere to goNowhere to run and hideFNo matter how hard I try