Everything I Am chords by Kanye West
Guitar chords with lyrics
Chorus 1: Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb Common passed on this beat, I made it to a jam Ab Eb Now everything I'm not made me everything I am Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan Ab Eb Everything I'm not made me everything I am Verse 1: Ab Gm I'll never be picture-perfect Beyoncé Ab Gm Be light as Al B or black as Chauncey Ab Eb Remember him from Blackstreet? He was black as the street was Ab Eb I'll never be laid back as this beat was Ab Gm I never could see why people'll reach a Ab Gm Fake-ass facade that they couldn't keep up Ab Eb You see how I creeped up? Ab Eb You see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah? Ab Gm I'll never rock a mink coat in the winter time like Killa Cam Ab Gm Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like will.i.am Ab Eb Let me know if you feel it, man Ab Eb 'Cause everything I'm not made me everything I am
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Chorus 2: Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb Everybody saying what's not for him Ab Eb But everything I'm not made me everything I am Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan Ab Eb Everything I'm not made me everything I am Verse 2: Ab Gm And I'm back to tear it up Ab Gm Haters start your engines, I hear 'em gearing up Ab Eb People talk so much sh*t about me at barbershops Ab Eb They forget to get their hair cut Ab Gm Okay, fair enough, the streets is flaring up Ab Gm 'Cause they want gun talk, or I don't wear enough Ab Eb Baggy clothes, Reeboks, or A-di-dos Ab Eb Can I add that he do spaz out at his shows Ab Gm So say goodbye to the NAACP Award Ab Gm Goodbye to the India Arie Award Ab Eb They'd rather give me the N-nigga Please Award Ab Eb But I'll just take the I Got a Lot of Cheese Award Chorus 3: Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Bum-tu-bum-bum-bum Ab Eb But everything I'm not made me everything I am Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan Ab Eb Everything I'm not made me everything I am Verse 3: Ab Gm I know people wouldn't usually rap this Ab Gm But I got the facts to back this Ab Eb Just last year, Chicago had over 600 caskets Ab Eb Man, killing's some wack sh*t Ab Gm Oh, I forgot, 'cept for when niggas is rappin' Ab Gm Do you know what it feel like when people is passin'? Ab Eb He got changed over his chains a block off Ashland Ab Eb I need to talk to somebody, pastor Ab Gm The church want tithe, so I can't afford to pay Ab Gm Pink slip on my door, 'cause I can't afford to stay Ab Eb My fifteen seconds up, but I got more to say Ab Eb That's enough Mr. West, please, no more today Chorus 2: Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb Everybody saying what's not for him Ab Eb But everything I'm not made me everything I am Ab Gm Ab Gm Damn, here we go again Ab Eb People talking sh*t, but when the sh*t hit the fan Ab Eb Everything I'm not made me everything I am
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