Jay-Z – Smile (Guitar)

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Good morn' or evening, friends

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Smile, you recordin'?

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Slammin' Bentley doors like we invented doors

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20 years ago we drove Bentley Azures

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We drinkin' Cris stylin', yeah

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Kept the tray on me like Chris Paul then

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Drinkin' Ace of Spades like it's codeine now

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Tryna put a million on the whole team now

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Push through the pain so we can see new life

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So all the ladies havin' babies, see a sacrifice

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Mama had four kids, but she's a lesbian

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Had to pretend so long that she's a thespian

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Had to hide in the closet, so she medicate

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Society shame and the pain was too much to take

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Cried tears of joy when you fell in love

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Don't matter to me if it's a him or her

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I just wanna see you smile through all the hate

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Marie Antoinette, baby, let 'em eat cake

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Bad times turn to good memories, smile

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Even when I'm gone and you remember me, smile

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Good times never fade away, smile

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Even if I'm not with you here today, smile

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Good morn' or evening, friends

    Cm
Smile

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Here's your friendly announcer

Cm
Smile

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Far as draft picks, my name did not get called

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Bet before I go I put a billion on the board

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Hall of Fame Hov, I did it all without a pen

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Y'all knew that was comin', I had to remind y'all again, huh?

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Flyin' paper planes through the projects

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Now the whole projects on my jet

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Now you see the real in the front row

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In every one of y'all televised shows

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Super facts

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Niggas switched sides, traded pride, we don't do all that

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A loss ain’t a loss, it’s a lesson

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Appreciate the pain, it’s a blessin'

D#                                 Cm
Bad times turn to good memories, smile

D#                                       Cm
Even when I'm gone and you remember me, smile

D#                            Cm
Good times never fade away, smile

D#                                   Cm
Even if I'm not with you here today, smile

D#                         Cm
Good morn' or evening, friends

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I mastered my aesthetics

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I know you often heard me wax poetic

D3
But trust me, that was nothin'

Cm
A nigga up in the hundreds of millions

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Anita Baker's "You Bring Me Joy"

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Slappin' out of the toy, the separation is clear

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In my rear-view mirror, objects is further than they appear

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Oh yeah, I was born with a pair

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Norman Cake, he looked up and out of the Lear

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How niggas can't relate?

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Chargin' my own fate

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Respect Jimmy Iovine

                  Cm
But he gotta respect the Elohim as a whole new regime

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And niggas playin' for power, huh

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So our music is ours

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Ours was, "Fuck you, pay me"

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Now it's, "Fuck payin' me, I pay you

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That blood money, I giggle at it

                       Cm
Can't even support my miss's habit

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All y'all jewelers should be embarrassed, huh

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Blood diamonds drippin' with guilt

                           D#
I still ain't trippin', that's life, winners and losers

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Drug dealers and abusers, America likes me ruthless

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My therapist said I relapsed

                     Cm
I said, "Prehaps I Freudian slipped in European whips"

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God sent me to break the chain

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God in the flesh, the rest of these niggas is vain

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A stain on the white suit, inferior IQ

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Niggas'll rip your shit off TIDAL just to spite you

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Ahhhh, what did I do?

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Niggas'll love you but hate you 'cause they can't be you

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Dump 'em all in the bayou, uh

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Everybody wave bye to the guy you thought you could lie to

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This was meant to be a haiku, huh

Cm
But my story's too wide to fit inside the line or two

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Oh, these that drugs

Cm
Heroin flow, I spaz on the stove

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This is Hov, no flex zone, nigga, who lied to you?

              Cm
Look, you a pedestrian

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Oh y'all thought I was washed?

Cm
Launderin' dirty money like the Teamsters, huh

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Shout out to Hoffa back home, he in the church

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When I heard you got booked, that shit hurt

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Fear for you, bro, we know the system don't work

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Take a young nigga's freedom over some dirt

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Yet it's legal in Colorado

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Black entrepreneurs, free enterprise

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That's why it's a black market, that's why it's called the trap

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That's why it's called the projects 'cause it's exactly that

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All these people was gon' kill me, heh

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'Cause the more I reveal me, the more they 'fraid of the real me