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My Life chords

by 50 Cent
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Strumming
There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
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 - C
 Dm - 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 - Bb5

   Am  B C    G   F     G   Am  B C    G   F    Bb5
e|------------------------------------------------|
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]
Am       C
My life, my life
               F
Makes me wanna run away
                     Am C            F
There's no place to go, no place to go
            Am
All the confusion
          C               F
It's an illusion like a movie
               Am
Got nowhere to go
           C
Nowhere to run and hide
   F
No matter how hard I try

[Verse I] (same strum and chord pattern as chorus)
       Am                            C
Yeah, 03, I went from back filthy to filthy rich
         F
Man, the emotions change so I can never trust a b!tch
           Am                               C
I tried to help n!ggas get on, they turned around and spit
            F
Right in my face, so Game and Buck, both can suck a d!ck
             Am                                    C
Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other sh!t
                F
Cause I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
              Am                              C
I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned
            F
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
           Am                                 C
I'm doing what I'm supposed to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
          F
Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer, watch me maneuver
                  Am                       C
What's it to you? The track I lace it, it's better than basic
F
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid

[Chorus]
Am       C
My life, my life
               F
Makes me wanna run away
                     Am C            F
There's no place to go, no place to go
            Am
All the confusion
          C                 F
It's an illusion like a movie
               Am
Got nowhere to go
           C
Nowhere to run and hide
   F
No matter how hard I try

[Verse II]
          F                            G                        Am
While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid getting your buzz heavy
                     C
I was in the f!cking sheds sharpening my machete
F                                   G
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my taste buds ready
   E7                                                       F
To whoop down this spaghetti, or should I say this spaghett-even?
                        G                            Am
I think you f!cking meatballs keep on just forgetting
                                   C
Thought he was finished, m!therf!cker, it's only the beginning
 F                                G                                E7
He's bugging again, he's straight thugging, f!ck who he's offending

He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them b!tches plugged in me
Am                         C                    F
M!therf!cking wall with 3000 volts of electricity
                                                                      F
Now take the other and dump them then pluck him, motherf!ckers in each
                                           G                        E7
One of your eyesockets cause I thought you might finally f!cking see

That'll teach you to go voicing your c!cksuck!ng opinion to me
Am                             C
I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this sh!t
                F                                                         F
F!ck letting up, you’re gonna end up regretting you ever betted against me

Feels like I'mma snap any minute, yeah
G                                        E7
It's happening again, I'm thinking about the same

M!ther f!ck everybody that's up in this b!tch, but 50
F                           G
Cause this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
           Am                               C
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more than anybody knows
            F                             G
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but everytime I rap I'm more trapped
      E7
And I rap myself right into this bubble, oh oh, I guess it's bubble wrap
F                                 G
It's like a vicious cycle, my life's in a crisis
                Am                            C
Christ, how was I supposed to know sh!t would turn up like it did?
                     F                                     G
Feels like I'm going psycho again and I might just blow my lid
                                 E7
Sh!t, I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid

Cause I'm running in circles with.

[Chorus]
Am       C
My life, my life
               F
Makes me wanna run away
                     Am C            F
There's no place to go, no place to go
            Am
All the confusion
          C                 F
It's an illusion like a movie
               Am
Got nowhere to go
           C
Nowhere to run and hide
   F
No matter how hard I try

[Verse III]
  F                                  G
I haven't been this f!cking confused since I was a kid
     Am                              C
Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did
      F                            G
Maybe this is for me, maybe, maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
   E7
Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m in the morning like Shady
     F                            G
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter
  Am                                 C
Tryna say the same classic, get your @ss kicked
            F
Man crook, wrap your head up in plastic
 G                          E7
P!ssy, now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots
                           Am                      C
It's tragic, it's sad it's never gonna end, now we number one again
            F
With that frown on your face, and your heart full of hate
F                              G                         E7
Accept it, respect it, this a gift God gave me like the air in the lungs

And every f!cking thing with it

[Chorus]
Am       C
My life, my life
               F
Makes me wanna run away
                     Am C            F
There's no place to go, no place to go
            Am
All the confusion
          C                 F
It's an illusion like a movie
               Am
Got nowhere to go
           C
Nowhere to run and hide
   F
No matter how hard I try

            
            
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