Jay-Z – Marcy Me (Guitar)

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[Intro]
                   Gm
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant

Eb                  Gm                       Cm
The livest one representin' BK to the fullest

F                                Eb
Bastards duckin' when Hov be buckin'
Cnm Chicken-heads be cluckin' [Verse 1].
Cm                                      Dm
Back when ratchet was a ratchet and a vixen was a vixen

Eb
And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixin'
Cookin' coke in the kitchen
Dm
Back when Rodman was a Piston

                        Cm              Eb
Mike was losin' to Isiah, but he soon would get his sixth one
Gave birth to my verbal imagination Assume a virtue if you have not
Bb
Or better yet here's a verse from Hamlet

Cm
"Lord, we know who we are

Bb
Yet we know not what we may be"

      Eb
So maybe I'm the one or maybe I'm crazy

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I'm from Marcy Houses, where the boys die by the thousand

Eb
Back when Pam was on Martin
Yeah, that's where it all started
                                  Dm            Cm
When Denzel was blottin' carpet, I'll pack a… nine millimeter

Eb
When Slick Rick made "Mona Lisa"
When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y'all
                                  Cm
Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus? Nah

                 Dm                     Eb
Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts
There's room on the bandwagon, don't abort
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Marcy me
[Verse 2]
Cm
Marcy me

         Dm                Cm
Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence
I'm the Gotham City heartbeat
Eb
I started in lobbies, now parley with Saudis

G
I'm a Sufi to goofies, I could prolly speak Farsi

Cm
That's poetry, reek of coca leaf in my past

Eb
Came through the bushes smellin' like roses
I need a trophy just for that
Cm
Old Brooklyn, not this new shit, shit feel like a spoof

Eb
Fat laces in your shoe, I'm talkin' bustin' off the roof

Dm
Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke

Cm
Y'all flirtin' with death, I be winkin' through the scope

Eb
Shout out to all the murderers turned murals
Plural, fuck the Federal Bureau
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Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle

                                               Cm
All the County of Kings, may your ground stay fertile

Cm                      Dm
Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes

Eb
Thus concludin' my concerto
Marcy me [Outro: The-Dream]
Dm            Cm
Must be in the air

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Oh, can't walk away, I know, I know

Eb
Just the way I'm raised

F
I know, I know, I know

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Oh Marcy, Marcy me

Cm                 Bb          Eb
Just the way I am always gonna be

Bb                    Eb
I ain't gonna change, no

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Marcy, Marcy me, just the way I am

Bbm                   Dm
I ain't gonna change, no

Cm
I ain't gonna change, no
Couldn't change me if I wanted to
Bbm              Dm
You couldn't change me if you wanted to

Eb
I'ma take this with me to the Moon
(Como hás nome, cavaleiro? Eu hei nome Todo o Mundo E meu tempo…)