Too Long: acordes por
Juice Lee
Juice Lee

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Tom: C major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I love it when I can tell you
how I feel through these beats
People on the outside
they say that I suffer defeat
But I don't know what that means
cause I'm still on my feet
Especially when I got a track
like this on repeat
It's like the world loves taking
everything that I got
But they don't see that having nothing
forces me to be hot
I encourage the plots and attempts,
one of my life
It keeps me motivated
and compelling me to just write
Some would call it a gift,
I just shrug and say that I'm pissed
Only because I say
my life should be better than this
Now if your world put a hit on you,
man, then walk with me
And if you're firing back,
man, come talk with me
So why you attacking something
you cannot kill?
That's as dumb as me writing
an album I do not fill
Or like driving a Ford Focus
with some chromed -out wheels
I'm sorry, I'm only writing
what I know to be real
I've been working this too hard,
working for too long
Been down more times
than I could ever put in a song
Working this too hard,
working for too long
Only God himself
can ever stop me from getting on
Been working this too hard,
working for too long
Been down more times
than I could ever put in a song
Working this too hard,
working for too long
Only God himself
can ever stop me from getting on
I'ma have a death wish
when I'm living in hell
With a good number of hits
collecting dust on the shelf
Well, I wonder how the fortunate
could squander their wealth
And these world leaders,
they really just concerned with themselves
And I'm working for bills,
I ain't seen a dime in my hand
But that don't mean the world
will never see the fruits I plant
I ain't part of the track
or even part of the lecture
You take my chick, what chick?
All I got is these weapons
and 90 % of these girls
can't even stomach my praise
But they still buying the album
so it works out in essence
Go ahead and take my job,
I just work as a temp
Push the CDs to the workers
so I make a few cents
While I manage to make sense
out my current event
While you add fuel to the fire
making songs more intense
And I'm keeping the sly,
calling all my shots to the fence
Letting them know everything
that was written
I meant I've been working
this too hard,
working for too long
Been down more times
than I could ever put in a song
Working this too hard,
working for too long
Only God himself
can ever stop me from getting
on
I've been working this too hard,
working for too long
Been down more times
than I could ever put in a song
Working this too hard, working for too long
I shouldn't be on this track
with all this anger inside
Cause according to recent tests,
I should've already died
Why I survived?
Think I'll never understand why
But for now, I keep my finger
pointed up to the sky
What if an old soul using me
to live out his reverie
And telling me to put his thoughts
out over some melodies
It could be
I'm so tired of just living this life
That I'm ready to disappear
and reemerge in the light
Be a limelight or the other,
let the listener pay
Be a limelight, a death,
you know what I would've been
It's the same person I was
when I was spittin' that spit
And the dude that didn't perform
so he could get his
This the truth in the most honest way
I know they just spit
And I'm above gettin' on with it,
gimmick or trick
And because I live,
cause the system
really wants me to quit
Ideas that can't die
only be contained for a bit
Look man, for real,
this is everything that I got man
I don't really do nothin' else man
Why you think I gave out
all them CDs man?
It's not about sales no more man
You know what sayin'?
You gon' listen to
it, you gon' listen to it
Don't, don't man, I know what I did,
I know who I did it for,
and I did it for me man,
I ain't do it for nobody else man,
screw it

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